Luminati - Intro (Blackball Me) lyrics

[Intro: k**ah Priest] Good evening ladies and gentlemen Welcome to +Priesthood+ If you purchased this album from a store Or you got a copy from a friend You about to witness one of hip hop's greatest secrets That the record industry tried to hide Due to lack of promotion and scandalous intentions Priest was forced to take his album underground And now he will no longer suffer Reviewing this album, you gotta ask yourself why Look at every song, and I'mma let you decide He is one of the greatest MC's, ever to roam this planet [k**ah Priest] Father forgive me, it's the Henny or Remi Or maybe it's the many of fame, this world planted in me When I was just a child, I was misunderstood Til I saw your finger in the cloud, I was picked from the hood I was in the myst of a crowd, when sh** wasn't good Til I heard your voice out loud, then I lifted it good Doctors wouldn't tell me, the teachers would often fail me And for a grown child, that sh**, just wasn't healthy When the b**hes hadn't dealt me, never planned to help me But now I'm a man, I understand what's really wealthy It's not about how much tuition you got in your bank But it's bout how much ammunition that I got in my tank Yeah, yeah, now y'all scarred cuz I'm talkin revolution What ya rather see me dead by a f**in execution If y'all probably go to bed, cuz it's less confusion All your see in yo head, is my electricution But I'm comin back, and this time I'm strapped And f** +The Law+, cuz I'm bustin my gat And I'm wanted by y'all, and my n***as know that Cuz once they fire, my n***as shoot back And straight up on some real sh**, I'm a lyrical j**el Ask a wall in the air, and pay ya spiritual dues f** the B.A.'s, cuz n***a s** a dick And all ya rabbling backstab, I'm not f**in wit Aiyo f** poppi' collars, I'd rather co*k the revolver And have ya momma cryin, while ya sister's watchin them dollars I'm one of the best, next to 'Face and Jay, Nas, 'Pac and Poppa You can say Priest or Masada, fasada, motherf**er, +Blackball Me+ [Chorus: k**ah Priest] +Blackball Me+, ya just +Blackball Me+ +Blackball Me+, motherf**er, +Blackball Me+ [k**ah Priest] So, f** those critics, I ain't got no religious What ya thought, ya act suspicious, but ya get it So chill wit it, plus nothin of y'all, ever been in my shoes Ya probably, play wit a doll, when I payin my dues That's the type of sh** that darkens my heart Where was y'all motherf**ers when Marcus got shot? Where was y'all when the guns sparked up my block? Where was y'all when my sister, was coppin those rocks? Where was y'all when Pooh fell in my arms? I had to drag him out the buildin, when them n***as was gone Where was y'all when that n***a, put a gun to my chest? Pulled the trigger, but no f**in bullets was left What ya figure, that my life was filled wit happiness Ya wrong, I tell you for real and not the fake stories Ya can get mad and +Blackball Me+, motherf**er [Outro: k**ah Priest] +Blackball Me+ (5X) +Blackball Me+ n***as, +Blackball Me+ Ya know ya bad motherf**ers, +Blackball Me+, +Blackball Me+ +Blackball Me+, +Blackball Me+ I still come back, motherf**er It's time, motherf**er Now you left me to judge, f**in critics Monkey judge, f**in wit a muthaf**in prison Cuz at the end I'mma see you redemption Believe that, why tell the truth to Allah... +Blackball Me+ motherf**ers... [Movie Sample] Many people feel haunted By what they call evidence of evil forces in the world They see genocide, senseless violence, plagues And they blame demons, or the Devil himself They believe that demonic spirits can actually possess a human body And that only rituals of exorcism Can lift the possessed from the darkest regions of the unexplained