[Intro: k**ah Priest]
Yea n***as, its Priesthood back up in this motha'f**a b**h
Yea n***as, tear n***as down, +The Offering+ is comin' soon
Yo, the next beat yo
[k**ah Priest]
I sit back watchin' The Discovery Channel on Hannibal
Wonderin' if it's sortin' Elephant intangible, Priest is animal
I can result to a Cannibal
Fly ya motha'f**in head like its put into catapult
Or turned to a T-Rex, dependin' on what beats next
I rock fatigue ya n***as rock v-necks
I slap a rapper in Brooklyn so hard - the n***a get up out of the BX
Is that ya man? Well you'll be next
I literally push a n***a face in
'Til it come out in the other end
'Til he see his crew out the back of his head runnin'
"Like yo dawg don't f** wit him"
And while you thinkin' of a rhyme
I sprinkly season on yo a**
I got pots cookin', this is not the lookin'
This n***a don't see it comin', I'ma make a pasta wit 'em
Two shots for Brooklyn, two shots for BIGGIE and Jay
f** that peace can make his own piggy bank
Ya'll wanna name names -- but see I f** wit Nas and I f** wit Jada
f** wit D-Block and f** all you haters
I f** wit Ra, f** wit Canibus
I f** wit real n***as who can spit
Who can do it like this?
You shake my hand I crush your fingers and pop your wrist
And if a n***a respond to me -- he gon' to bleed
f** a rap group, we gon' to need an Army
And I got nuclear rhymes, so you gotta get use to these lines
I'm like George Bush before the bu*tons pushed
n***as loosin' they mind, I snap your back like broom for a spine
Priest is an epidemic, invented inside a clinic, define all rap and end it
Wit punch lines to give a n***a crenches
And When I spit the Statue of Liberty flinches
My sentences go inside a n***as heart and rip it apart
This is heart, this is Mozart, on acid you ba*tard
You a f**in' f*ggot, open that n***a casket put 'em in
Ya haven't met the strangler, I got a torcher chamber
Wit ya names on and I name ya, I rearrange ya, cremate ya
I'll change ya, I complicate ya, you in constant danger
I use a n***a air for souvenirs
Your blood and guts all up in the mic booth smeared
n***a use to screw face, now his face is on screws
Hangin' up in my crib, this is what I do to you
I use your head as a vase, Priest is a beast
A dark force, A dinosaur wit lock jaw
A k**in' machine the breathin' guillotine
A demon hearin' your scream, you?re bleedin'
I'm still in ya dreams I'm not leavin'
I'm like the curse of Emily Rose when I entered your soul
And I k** you from the inside out
First let me burst your heart, then cry out
And your scream sounds like music to my ears from a beat machine
It's sweet to me; I listen to it like its cla**ical music
I bring through it, I beat your a** wit a motha'f**in' pool stick
Poke ya eye balls out wit a tooth pick, want me to prove it?
I'll do it; I'll spit 'til my mouth is all white
Like it's covered wit cool whip, b*tch!, +The Offering+ n***a, Priest!
I'm comin', I'm comin'