Timbo King - Maccabee House lyrics

*Heavy footsteps* - *Knock on door* - *Door squeaks & opens* [Intro: Hell Razah] & {k**ah Priest} {Set it!} Renaissance, Priesthood, Bo King, throw ya M's up My father houses many mansion, Maccabeez House, walk in [Verse One: k**ah Priest] This is hip hop once my lips part I spit dark words of proverbs A parables or varibles?, it's Observed My heart is gothic when I carve it My pad is covered with darkness I start writin' with lightning My words appear like they comets, astonished The way arm's swift, beneath my garment Holsters under armpits, Priest the promised Roast those who smoked the bones of 'Muhammad (pbuh)' Canvas paintings 'The Virgin' Jewels beneath the turbans of a merchant I flew for the serpent, push the truth in each person A hundred doves in the church chirpin' Flock past the preacher's sermons Look again, there's the Priest emergin' If a die, the sky will rain drops of frankincense So embrace the prince Maccabee Priest, my faculty's deep We raise from the dead, get up, then we clap the police I 'Quantum Leap' through the beats The rest of the troupe, rose upon the leaf My pen fondle through sheets This is street poetry, in the hood Bibles Ghetto gospels, unholy bullets flyin' in streets - apostles [Hook: Hell Razah] It's the +Maccabeez House+ Be careful of the doors you open 'Cause it might be ya casket closin' It's the +Maccabee House+ Be careful of the doors you open 'Cause it might be ya casket closin' [Verse Two: Hell Razah] We got it locked like the Solomon's key, obviously The fruit don't fall, too far from the tree So my seeds'll be a Prophet like me Before they grow into a Maccabee Surrounded by snakes and Pharisees Play the leaves at the speed of an owl, wrote novels And send for the heads of Bush and Colin Powell's I rest on 'The Thirteenth Floor' with the broken elevators My mind be as vivid as John the Revelator Call me Razah the Renaissance, the Icon Polaroid Build with the k**az that's broke, and unemployed I ain't tryin' to go feminine to sell like Eminem I'm 8 Miles ahead of 'em, blowin' the breath at 'em My weapons by biochemical, I ain't gimmick-al You dealin' with the future of the cyber-criminals 2010, more goons movin' in Men came from the womb, so we soon die of sin I'm a room in the room, don't turn my doorknob I ain't St. Valentine, but I'm still a heart throb It's the +Renaissance Child+, replace the art they rob I don't place it on the walls, now I place it in bars [Hook: Hell Razah] It's the +Maccabeez House+ Be careful of the doors you open 'Cause it might be ya casket closin' It's the +Maccabee House+ Be careful of the doors you open 'Cause it might be ya casket closin' [Verse Three: Timbo King] You know I'm King by blood, got Solomon genes If you look close, you could see my angel wings Halo fitted, on me like the Mitchell and Ness An the power that's possessed is a Heavenly bless Call me Landlord, I own a twelve room house Acres of green pastures with sheep's and cows Hebrew thugs, the streets call me Young Jehovah Send a prayer to those lost souls trapped inside 'em Wash up in a fountain of youth with no cloth And we don't wear, symbols of d**h, no cross Jacob son, no kin to Jacob's slums It's the house of Israel, where the neighbors come Knock at the door, get greeted by the Tribe of Dan If you steal anythin', we choppin' off ya hands Respect the Kingdom, this where I rest my head Crown of David, haircut round and faded Robe of light, tailor made, go with the Timbs And my look is so sharp you be callin' me Shim My first and last name on the deeded bread Shalom, I the seed of Eden, the mice is dead [Hook: Hell Razah] It's the +Maccabeez House+ Be careful of the doors you open 'Cause it might be ya casket closin' It's the +Maccabee House+ Be careful of the doors you open 'Cause it might be ya casket closin'