[k**ah Priest] My life's a great witness to b**hes and physics and mystics Not to seem superstitious or too religious Over great vengeance, but it seems like my pains was endless So called-friends that I befriended Stabbed me in the back with poisonous fixes I heard this lady say "It's our pre-born choices we experience" So what's the decision and what's with the discovered urges? One without water purges Body inflames of discomfort I'm too young for dumb who*es but I want more The battles inside, dust devils of bad luck ghettos Twirling towards me, impels the pressure of mama's lecture Coulda made my world end, the toxins were black as coffee I take medicine for my Medisin Nothing with ephedrine, deep where the spirits caught me Turn off ya tv Turn off ya radio Turn off ya tv Turn off ya radio Turn off everything [k**ah Priest] Power the crime; I fall seven-thousand times Haters doubted from behind, angels shouted when I rise Cuz I'm suppose to shine Those demons that coulda had me, surpa**ed me God grabbed me, my darkest moments were approaching I had to remain focused or wind up with the Jones' or homeless Or a tombstone with my name inscripted When bad luck called I spoke in other languages As painful as it gets, I'm on top of a Topanga cliff Stretching my arms for angels to lift Surrounded by the atheist and told me... "Curse God and die", maybe mama hands me a rope for suicide And gave me a gun of tongue, said you decide Tied, hung, fried or crucified What? Good! Let them all leave I'll crawl on my knees but now it's all me I found strength, eternity in the dreams I dreamt Went to sleep a man, but in the morning a king that lift The coon effect, sits in the womb of brother fly, caterpillar The math of k**ah, from a stomach, half bu*terflies But now I'm back, to hover where I demise Y'all had me trapped, but now y'all suffer inside Blow with the dust where my wings flap, step back