(Killah Priest) Providence of the bad guys, Mob bosses The street gangsters let the corpse fly Over the corpse cover with flies Minister bribes the wives Sinister smile with lies In this drug trade benevolence is key King - drops the medicines No evidence from D's, everything else is capable Unless it's inescapable Bad days, we'll make it thru Never hesitate, the street will resonate The guns will detonate The fake and the snake The hood will legislate The letters to the states Or the goons under the moons Ramen noodle platoons Half gorilla, half baboon Tattoos paint the skin The hood sanctioning Crook dudes and Satan comes again (Hook) How much do we really know? Streets is busy yo Anti or pro? Which way we go The question or the answer? **** is serious as cancer I'm just tellin' you yo Yo! (Killah Priest) Digital thugs in hieroglyphical slugs in the pictures we love The internet respect or blood, download, pounds of dro Compact gats and rounds of blow Recorder of the slaughter bullets holds the footage D's scan the faces in their booklets Before they start booking Child outlet, was Malcolm X house arrest? Now his heart beats outside of his chest My verse is holy water that I'm dousing On hands of ascended gangsters My pen's the painter, words in the chamber Wind blow cold over the souls of hot head Shots is spread on those phony Some are locked or get dead, over doe homie (Hook)
(Killah Priest) Providence of the bad guys, Mob bosses The street gangsters let the corpse fly Over the corpse cover with flies Minister bribes the wives Sinister smile with lies In this drug trade benevolence is key King - drops the medicines No evidence from D's, everything else is capable Unless it's inescapable Bad days, we'll make it thru Never hesitate, the street will resonate The guns will detonate The fake and the snake The hood will legislate The letters to the states Or the goons under the moons Ramen noodle platoons Half gorilla, half baboon Tattoos paint the skin The hood sanctioning Crook dudes and Satan comes again (Hook) How much do we really know? Streets is busy yo Anti or pro? Which way we go The question or the answer? **** is serious as cancer I'm just tellin' you yo Yo! (Killah Priest) Digital thugs in hieroglyphical slugs in the pictures we love The internet respect or blood, download, pounds of dro Compact gats and rounds of blow Recorder of the slaughter bullets holds the footage D's scan the faces in their booklets Before they start booking Child outlet, was Malcolm X house arrest? Now his heart beats outside of his chest My verse is holy water that I'm dousing On hands of ascended gangsters My pen's the painter, words in the chamber Wind blow cold over the souls of hot head Shots is spread on those phony Some are locked or get dead, over doe homie (Hook)
