k**ah Priest - Fall of Solomon lyrics

[Intro: k**ah Priest] What up, Priest? What up, cat? Since you're one of the dopest MC's that I ever heard I want you to kick the story Yeah, I got one, already.. The dopest story I heard, check it [k**ah Priest] Thieves in the temple, a priest murdered at the doorstep He heard the hounds of horses, surround his fortress Look down, the whole town with torches Blood on the door knock where our lord slept Night before the see-er saw it, so they slept nautious Broken windows with cannisters, hidden cameras Masked man at the top of the bannister Shattered gla** everywhere, someone pushed his man down the stairs A knife in the back with a note attached, read 'Beware' Looked up, saw a blowin curtain, a open window And heard the whistle of the soft air, someone screamin 'warfare' So Solomon takes cover, a servant yells out 'the b**h is cursed Don't touch her', but he trusts her, he also loves her Calls her the Rose of Sharon, his bright morning star HisLily of the Valley, a spy cut her throat inside a dark alley Someone knocked his daughter off a balcony, bloodshed in Galilea The cowardly flee to the hills of Cabarea Thieves of a hundred gates, the queen of cities No one shows pity, flyin spirits, floatin demons, fallen saints Soldiers walkin by their ranks, service of the East gate, scared to drink What would our leaders think? Every man lookin at each other, scared to blink The seed inside the sanctuary, scary Portraits of Saint Mary, with Mona Lisa The Queen of Cheeba, strokin a cheetah Other mid-wives sayin 'I don't like the way he treats her' Pa** the reefer, bad cheeba, Solomon judge wisely Wisdom spoken of highly, hair knotty, ask God 'Why me?' [Hook 2X: k**ah Priest] It's the street life that I write From beginning to end Dealin with these lies and deceptions Like the fall of Solomon And all my n***as in the State Pen Who doin five to ten [k**ah Priest] Order these guards to untie me He said men do not despise a thief if he steals to satisfy his soul If he's captured he shall restore it, seven fold A legend unfold, let it be written in the scroll Solomon's gold, swallow them whole He said 'f** you!', make me another Pagan God Usin bra** poles, spies layin up in the closet They open the door, they spray holes through the prophets Solomon whispers, a man reaches in his zipper The king k**ed by his own bishop Hid beneath the bed but gave himself up when he hicced up Tears of a child, 'Daddy, get up!' Fast forward, you see Malcolm X fallin from a pulpit Sprayed up by bullets, dead over bullsh** n***as layin on the pavement, holes in their Woolridge Look what the wolves did, full clips and cartridges Imposters live, adoptthe kids in front of corner stores Poppin sh**, throwin up gang signs at the same time Them n***as roll dice and fight canines/K-9's Should I wake 'em up or let 'em stay blind? Cause education seem like it's only sh** to a thug You either Crip or you Blood, really? I'm sick of the grudge Y'all n***as need to dip it in blood, I should walk by And take a flick of your mug, show you how vicious you was Neighborhood overflooded with liqour and d** Young queens grow up to be strippers in clubs Man, damn son! Chorus 2X [Outro: k**ah Priest] It's the street life that I write It's the street life that I write