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[Killah Priest:]
Pyramid forms, Kufis and dashikis
Books of loose leafs, appear in the tide beach
It's weird, but I'm here, amongst 12 Monks for months
Waitin' on me to write, and the pages they stay blank
For days I think, days turn into years, to engrave my ink
No words, no sounds is heard
Just observe with the patience of a decade that God has served
Thoughts came slow like a plant when it grows
My brain is the soil, my mind is the hose
It can't hold, sweat drips off my chin
Onto a damp robe, and the flame and lamp goes
The example of a Prophet, a genius, a new Jesus
All of us whisper; What
will
he
leave
us?
Tension breaks, the look on my face goes
From curious to serious
My arms drop, then my palms jab, the greatest lesson
The answers to age's questions
To keep the ancestors and atheist guessin'
They look inside my book, and the words say...
Love
thy
neighbor
as
I
thy
would
love
thyself
It's Priest, peace, much prosperity and health
- Album:
- Coloring
- Planet of the Gods
- Breathe
- The Psychic World of Walter Reed
- Elizabeth
- The Best Of And A Prelude To The Offering
- Behind The Stained Glass
- Black August
- Priesthood
- Heavy Mental
- Miscellaneous
- Black August Revisted
- The Exorcist
- Gun For Gun / Happy (12")
- The Untold Story of Walter Reed
- The Psychic World of Walter Reed (Disc.1)
- The Psychic World of Walter Reed (Disc 2)
- Killah Priest Presents the End of the World
- A Prelude to the Offering
- Killah Tacticz, Volume 2