[k**ah Priest]
Flyin' in my spaceship, seven-hundred
n***as in lobbies, they gettin' blunted
Who want it? The power's comin'
Spelled P.W.O.W.R
The bloodiest bars, the ugliest scars
On the face of my apes
n***as climbin' the gates
Banana clips, hammers on hips
n***as put you in the box or a brace
Mack-10 tongue, spit shot to ya face
So f** a love lock down
Before all the thugs are locked down
This is d** I jot down
Hip-Hop's back on the block now
And real rap is back now
My mic will spray round
So ga'head and spit
So I can tell you how many germs is in your breath
How many brain cells you destroyed
And how many you have left
So I can tell you about space and depth
While you stuck on your wages, my sh** is more outrageous
Laugh at you, your sh**'s more outdated
So ga'head talk about your cash
I'll tell you about the Stock Market crash
Mash, my raps are enormous
[Mash, my raps are enormous]
Spendin' your money on cars, you better spend it on a coffin
This is digital offering
Lyrical offspring, my spirits is callin'
Stompin' you roaches, n***as still crawlin'?
n***a, your brain don't produce data
You're an old program, Priest is major
You're not a k**er, an ape or a gorilla
You're soft, sorta like a chinchilla
Break ya chin like a mirror
A thousand years of bad luck
You and your crew can hit my Mack trucks
Your rap s**s, times up, grind y'all in a dutch
Roll it like a flip it in the garbage
f** wit Priest is cool, but my flow is HIV positive
[What the f** is wrong wit y'all n***as?]
[What the f** is wrong wit y'all n***as?]
I don't know
The Psychic World of Walter, come to the slaughter
Come to his daughter, the Virgin
How it feels to be under the surgeon
Antibiotics, but the sh** ain't workin'
Blood plasma monitors, all your breathings
24-hours of cameras, you ain't got stamina