Yasiin Bey - Heat of the Moment lyrics

[k**ah Priest] It's time.. I'm tied up in the basement, blindfolded by nine soldiers With rare paintings and fine sculptures, they spoke blatant Their nine's loaded, they put a gat to the back of the blind poet I want to cry but I try and hold it, one of them notice Crack me over the skull with a crime motive They made a toast to my d**h, I rose to my feet With the heat close to my flesh May I say these last words to my enemies pa**ing the Earth? Laughing at my pa**ion and merge, "Ok, k** me if ya'll wanna" Slay me and never play the corner, cold winters You're all gonners, tell your momma call the coroners You get me, and God gets you, it makes sense don't it? In the heat of the moment [Chorus x2: k**ah Priest] In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the sh** gets real In the heat of the moment, ya'll know the deal [k**ah Priest] After the sunshine there's rain, after the laughter there's pain After my chapter there's flames, after the rapture the master shall reign Shockwaves blacken the terrain, and man looks strange Open the book, see I'm king, read my name, and see thy wings Believe I changed, I went with the horse, slept at the pastor's door Heard the whispers through my enemy's walls Rode the elevator to the thirteenth floor Console with Gandi, since God placed his hands upon me I rose up commanding the army, demanding my laundry Talk to monks, holding a pump, ya'll n***as wanna roll, what ya'll want? Shout at satan, shout at the pagans, cats wavin', one of the brave men Priest Chorus x2 [k**ah Priest] I know somewhere my a**a**ins await, setting traps at my place Phones tapped, all my actions are traced I lay back strapped at the waist Who's this b**h with a match in my face I don't know, "Don't smoke 'em, thank you" Slipped somethin' in my drink with an ice cube Nice move, bright j**els, she's with this white dude She said "I like you, I'm in the right mood," And she comes with a price too, but as the night grew She saw the black heart, the Archangel Michael My gats spark vital, her arms show track marks Close the rival Priesthood Chorus x3 [Outro: k**ah Priest] Priest is going to get you, Priest is going to get you Priest is going to get you, Priest is going to get you Priest is going to get you, Priest is going to get you