Serve Justice
(Rasul Allah talking)
Lost Children of Babylon snowgoons
(You'll burn if we shoot ya)
Sunz of Man, the Killah Priest
Maccabeez, Wu Tang
I was consumed by the eternal
Flames of the sacred fire of Ahura Mazda
Within the temples of Zoroastria
Where I met four Sumerian Priests
And Killah Priest from the Middle East
That deciphered Cuneiform from the
Walls of Chaldea
And was given 48 keys of the Annunaki
To unlock the Seal of Solomon
Left stranded in the desert
With my cheddar big
I've seen pyramids form in
The form of sandstorm the god was born
In the volcano surrounded by brimstone
Conceived through a sea of lava
And when he spoke words of wisdom
He spit magma that could extinguish the sun
I recite paragraphs of
Ultra-violet radiation into
The ancient hills of Ethiopia
And receive the Ark of the Covenant
The holy shaman that speaks words
Of the holy Prophet muhammad
Rasul Allah nigga
Straight up we serve justice
So if you can't be trusted
May you return where the dust is
Straight up Snowgoons serve justice
So if you can't be trusted
May you return with a death wish
My sword will decapitate your head
Before it falls off
Kick your chest back and snatch
You by your hair like a fat money stack
Then I slam it to the canvas
Watch your blood splatter over the canvas
Priest does damage
I push your soul through the planet
Murder verses run rampant
The devil's fingerprints upon my hand script
The death evangelist
Once the black candles are lit
I sit in your living room with
My hand on the fifth
I'm said to be like Jack
The Ripper but only sicker
This rap killer just will
Remove your body members
I stretch you way outta normal figure
Then I cut you open
Have your organs for dinner
You'll be more than injured when
You enter into a battle i come correct
(Ol' Dirty Bastard sample "Brooklyn Zoo")
"Slacking on your back cause
Raw's what you lack
You wanna react? Bring it on back"
That means beware
I'm prepared for slaughter
Or the respirator, be breathing for ya
Straight torture
Killah Priest the killing machine
And I'm the author
Priest with German Luger, be the shooters
So just turn towards the future, niggas
I slit your throat with a butcher knife
Then I puncture your chest with a rusty spike
I pierce your neck with a javelin
Then watch you start babbling
As the pints of blood start traveling
I sleep in a skin-covered casket
The African spear thrower, yes I drink acid
I kidnap Catholics and I wrap 'em in plastic
Then I piss on your altar you bastards
I was born in a black straitjacket
The priests attend I'm holding
The black ratchet on the Black Sabbath with
Black rabbit's following
Skin almond, behold the Ghetto Solomon
Hear the voices from the
Graves keep hollering
I'm Neolithic but my brain is much modern
Yelling "Origami" I dress you up like a Jew
Then send you to a Palestinian army