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Back to Nebula

Album cover art for "Back to Nebula" by Killah Priest

Killah Priest - Rap

Back to Nebula

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April 16, 2022.

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[Verse] The coral castle Draconian domes, built around the immortal statues That's taboo The tablets I possess lead me towards the firestones And the hundred and ten writers and priests The empire seeks the messiah's throne The unknown sun-tone beings that resonate the color of the trombone brass But as if it was burnt in a furnace Learn of the worm and the serpent and the inner workings Hope it give you discernment And choose from the righteous of the center version I write to lift the burden off the children of the urban so disturbing So I hit the herb then sip the bourbon The mix makes me a different person Damn, I better go get some nourishment Above me is the Uranius universe in the Sagittarius sky The reptilian's replica of the nebula The Mercury macabre messenger Extraterrestrial Tesla 'til Mecca and Israel is peppered Forget the necklace, I want the treasure Grace is sustained in honor Face is aflame with horror Grave encased with martyrs We all came from space made from stardust All aboard the large bus, we took charters When we get there, I'll take the helicopter My melanin the color of copper and the twelve Israel tree of life Kabbalah The Zohar zodiac zig zag zig Zoroastrian zealot Archives of the Abyssinian African relics Disciple of Dravidians Hammurabi's helmets Chakras sparkled all around me like the gloves of Michael Jackson The jacket of Liberace and the robes of Elvis From my crown to right below my pelvis I'm sitting in a row of elders, chastising those rebellious that chose the errors The selfish in hell's pit Souls were jealous Bad deeds that the tarot reads with Pharisees and Sadducees The man with beads, the lad with leaves in the sand of Thebes Land and sea The seasons came annually Calm light sneaking up on us slow like a manatee Love for all humanity What's your brand of tea I already ate the ages and drunk vanity I vomit the nine planets and the comets Men, women and garments The gods and the god is family tree How I'm quarantined in the plandemic when my hands are free? The black treasurer, rap developer Back to the nebula [Sample]

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