k**ah Priest - Just Some sh** Off the Top lyrics

[k**ah Priest] 300 blunted scriptures of Hitler's, mixture, Holocaust thoughts 500 bareback slave masters whipping n***as Picking cotton, Bin Laden shocking 700 Monks with their teeth rotten speak doctrines A man enters a temple with his back hunched A dragon lands in the cave near the Caspian Sea A palm reader dreams, materialize to an image of Priest The mic comes on, quiet storm k**a Beez swarm, the lion can't sleep The monkeys are restless, the birds fly from trees An engineer sits at the mastering session My A&R brings the disc of the record DJ Woool makes a beat, the booth is empty Instrumental's playing, Preachers begin praying Rappers stop rapping, law of attraction, cause and reaction I walk in like the dinosaur in the room Look at me, like fire works in front of the moon The air turns gloom, then I sit back and hear my favourite tune Then I start spitting, you rapper's doomed You rapper's doomed Yeah this is coming out the brain, kno'I'mean? Insane, back for the second verse DJ Woool whadup? Ight! [k**ah Priest] f**ing Wonder Woman on top of the Hall of Justice control panel Batman can't even read the image on the channel But here's the moaning, Superman arrive, I throw him He shoots lasers from his eyes, I block it like the Lone Shogun My arms transform to guns, blow them to the Sun Wonder Woman's crying, I grab that b**h by her brace as she's naked Her tittie's hanging, Aquaman walks in thirsty, my guns bang 'em I make Dracula eat cereal, preferably Franken Berry's f** like a tank heavy, pull out burners Y'all heart beat fast like the motor on a new Chevy Y'all ready? Everybody getting buried I'm the only rapper left, all of y'all favour d**h All y'all wack, all y'all style's get smacked I keep a 144,000 crowns under my hat My durag ties up, the mind of King Tut Kool G hoodie keeps my wings tucked Don't give a f**, straight out the dome, kno'I'mean? Pop 'em in his home, yeah, pop y'all crown Priest, yeah, all y'all styles get smacked Across the map, it's like that I just wrote this right now, straight up There's no thinking, no ink pen, no nothing Just sitting down Yeah, come one, come all