k**ah Priest - Dead lyrics

(Visionaries: Knights of the Magical Light) "It is a time when Magic is more powerful than Science And only those who control the Magic, control destiny They are the Visionaries." "Visionaries, Knights of the Magical Light Visionaries, with Magical Powers they fight Powers of mind, strength, sk**, 'n' speed Powers to accomplish the greatest of deeds Visionaries, Knights of the Magical Light." [Verse 1] k**ers with a**ault rifles, street or cult rivals One clique called "The Hogs", other's called "Disciples" Animosity flavor the air, tasted raw beef Seasoned with wrong reason, the heat will flare He let it cook for 380 degrees, .9mm's will squeeze Those with no j**els found their nose in the soup They handling cheese, full of holes That's what they do to rat's tails in the trap Pulling hammers, some get nailed with the pack in jail They meet the cat, squeeze ya gat [Hook] Yeah, he's dead Two to the head The street's not fair No love loss, no last here Bring me back some dutches And the 40 & beer soon as shorty appear [Verse 2] You see cat name "Big Shoe" Kept a nine off the safety while watching the news About these two dudes he knew Black and Scott, damn they got knocked By this undercover cop Yeah I remember it now Scott told me how it was gon' go down Said he knew the b**h was a cop Had the nine in a box But after they plot They gon' have that b**h popped His girl said he was stupid Told her if she ever left 'em he would lose it A rough knock at the door He got in the position as he was shooting It's his homeboy, said "Damn you scared me" Open up n***a, n***as just aired P In downstairs now doin' u'wees f** that, drop the nine and grabbed the Uzi [Hook] [Verse 3] The n***a Conan knocked out a horse on the fall for New York That was the hood talk That was like '87, Reagan had the destine Streets still tryna adjust in Little Bart use to walk around with two mac's Sit in the park, vines would spark He gave a few daps to Mark Restless and peace Every n***a who walk on the streets who wanna compete Selling d** cuz the world won't show 'em no love And there's a God above us please hug us Cuz they won't show us no justice Please show ya face, we could all relate The caskets and addicts The hood takes a shape of a demon face (Damn!) Dirty ba*tards, we got about six years on the street Before we hurled in by police f** it, we gon' hurl them in and the Beast [Hook]