Lyrics

[Intro: Killah 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'ma let you decide He is one of the greatest MC's ever to roam this planet [Verse 1] 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 shit 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 shit, just wasn't healthy When the bitches 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 about how much ammunition that I got in my tank Yeah, now y'all all scared 'cause I'm talking revolution But y'all rather see me dead by a fucking execution If y'all finally go to bed, 'cause it's less confusion All you see in your head is my electricution But I'm coming back and this time I'm strapped And fuck the law 'cause I'm busting my Gat And I'm wanted by y'all and my niggas know that 'Cause once they fire, my niggas shoot back And straight up on some real shit, I'm political too Ask a war in the air based spiritual views Fuck the B.A.'s, 'cause nigga suck a dick And all you crabs that backstab, I'm not fucking with Ayo fuck popping collars, I'd rather cock the revolver And have your momma crying, while your sister's watching them dollars I'm one of the best, next to 'Face and Jay, Nas, Pac and Poppa You can say Priest or Masada, fasada, motherfucker [Chorus: Killah Priest] Blackball me Blackball me, yall just blackball me Blackball me, motherfucker, blackball me [Verse 2] So, fuck those critics, I ain't that religious What y'all thought, y'all act suspicious, but you get it, so deal with it Plus none of y'all, ever been in my shoes Y'all probably play with a doll when I was paying my dues That's the type of shit that darkens my heart Where was y'all motherfuckers when Marcus got shot? Where was y'all when the guns sparked up my block? Where was y'all when my sister, was copping those rocks? Where was y'all when Pooh fell in my arms? I had to drag him out the building, when them niggas was gone Where was y'all when that nigga, put a gun to my chest? Pulled the trigger, but no fucking bullets was left What youde 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+, motherfucker [Outro: Killah Priest] Blackball me, Blackball me Blackball me, Blackball me Blackball me niggas, blackball me You know ya bad motherfuckers, Blackball me, blackball me Blackball me, blackball me I still come back, motherfucker It's time, motherfucker Now you left me to judge, fuckin critics Monkey judge, fuckin with a motherfucking prison 'Cause at the end I'ma see you redemption Believe that, why tell the truth to Allah... Blackball me, motherfuckers... [Outro: 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