Goodbye

[Intro: Killah Priest]

Uh.. Black August

Good Morning America

It's Killah Priest back at ya

I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh

Priesthood, Big U in the house, SoulStice

We gon' do this, stay focused

Yeah, I feel it, uh-huh

Yeah.. yeah, yo, yo

[Killah Priest]

The mouth and tongue of Malcolm

Tellin' my publicist, fuck this government

Go 'head and make my album, this is the judgment

Vacate the island, billions will start wildin'

The feelin' of violence will have trillions in silence

Or watchin' the news, Arabs against Jews

They bombin' the schools, political fools

Liberal move, is all confused, gun users

Instead of peace talk, fuck this world

I ride for Z. York, pass the heat off

I blast at Farahkhan to overthrow Babylon

Fuck this world, that's why we carry on

By the Email Fidel, tell him meet me on the D.L.

No longer a free world, think of shank or Verra'

This be the days of terror.. SoulStice

[SoulStice]

Oh shit, amazin' grace, how sweet the sound

Savin' slaves, another body found

Bound to the streets where we drown if we sleep

We make heat instead of peace

Struggle to heat, and breathe

On Shiek metal swords before we eat

To teach, shake my head in disbelief

41 shots, a young brotha deceased

Gunned down by police, is there no justice, no peace?

So fuck the police, listen, I walk with P.

Ignorance leakes like back streets of sickness

Or disease, and our weakness, we bleed

Deceive to believe in this modern Eden, we thieve

Conceive through this belly, we beasts

Ninety thieves stalk woods for Priest

Leave out this laws of Camenites

We strive to rise like height

But through hate we over-weigh our fate

And fall like meteorite, to spread the self-sacrifice

Instill like these parasites, in drug bites

Prescribe a mind of 360 degree fahrenheit

In the dark like midnight, these words I recite

I once was blind but now I..

[Killah Priest]

See the light..

Freedom fights in prison, sprung from religion

Taught by elders, the system failed us, no one to help us

Priest is, withstanding Priestess, but stand on thrones judgin' Egypt

Peep the eclipse, the shadows cover the moon

The Devils govern the fools, they stubborn as Jews

Pearls before swine, I quiz them, they need more time

Seek the wisdom, free your mind

From the cobras, it's Priest and SoulStice

We came to teach the culture

We can stand the heat like vultures

Open ya wings, the soul of a King

Song of a Queen, dawned with the wings

Bow and kiss 'em, if he's a fraud than strip 'im

From all this badness, greet him with daggers

We more than rappers, we the masters

[SoulStice]

Even after.. World War 3, the war of intelligence

The court, self-defence is common sense

Third corridors and drug stores

Immensely spokes and leave scars of no evidence

Dense minds outlined in chalk, the refined walk

Can rise again like cocks, a ressurection at box

Religious, intervenous, take my name in vain

Clinically insane, hold secrets

Mentally slain for their repentance by the government

Hold the third commandment, who's the man sent?

Modern Lazurus, hands wake the nation

[Killah Priest]

It's revelations, I'm takin' medication, my head is achin'

I've been by a weapon since the 11th

Stars and stripes vs. a star and crescent

God's blessin', be a soldier, I gotta speak out on Oprah

I'm Under Siege, I grab my gun and fatigues

Plead my woman and seeds, hundreds shall bleed

I speak blunted from weed

Do y'all really want peace or y'all wanna see war?

Crates of candles on crates of C4

Why they rich and why we poor?

If he Jacob do that make him Esaw?

Is Colin Powell really Bush as Igor?

Why did terrorist attack the entire Eastern seaboard?

Who taught the men to kill theyselves?

They're received Allah's rewards, we need to read more

Priest, I rap with razor blades on the side of each jaw

In the millenium, war against Palestinians

A century is done, plenty of guns

Plenty of bombs, many shall come

And my name, a homeless man ridin' a train

Day and night, leavin' my head with migraines

It's the atomic age, we either smokin' chronic or sage

The blood of Jesus, Decepti-concept

Martin Luther King had a dream

Gun shots create a smokescreen

We throw on concrete, I wear a bandana like the Panthers

Back to court with my handgun

[Chorus x2: Both]

It's real as the masonic seal on a dollar bill

Conspiracy theories that got Kennedy killed

Or the secret governments, Blood and Crip

Worldwide, look at the future through your third eye

GoodBye..