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  • (Killah Priest)
    The path of peace, the Jedi saga continues
    Gangsta ganja and criminals, he drinks his white tea
    Ethylene, brain chemicals and out of God is identical
    He takes it to the pendulum, since his pen begun
    The super saying in the youth of great men
    He was slaying, he start praying, ate men
    Galactic Guardian rap, what you charging for tracks?
    I wear my heart and my axe, my art is black
    I'm like a character out of Marvel
    We are DC, old model, he's remarkable
    Between two pillars of marble
    Delta Probe One, the ShoGun
    Off bow tongue, than throw raps like daggers for fun
    Y'all try to get me, all y'all from Toy land
    Y'all Milton Bradley brands
    All y'all stance are coming for the hood Grammy
    Along with my Sword Clan
    Along with my Sword Clan
    Along with my Sword Clan
    A dark side, seeing when it's dark skies
    He wears the disguise, the lotus flower buds
    Takin' his blood, power from above
    Bow down, cross my legs, Indian style
    In a pow-wow, the thunder dance
    Meditate, talk to Magneto and Professor X
    Y'all world's last chance
    Telepathy like from the mind of Stan Lee
    My strength in the comic world is like family
    Your pix sticks of style of rap is weak
    Try another technique
    The angel and the beast
    To seven hundred angles from the Priest
    I'm the life maker, the life taker
    The incubator and the cremator
    The ink on paper till it extinct to vapor
    Trap rappers in my cosmic cube
    **** Rubix that dude was a fool
    There's a shape that I twist that you never thought exist
    Shape-shifter transcend to self-awareness, self-consciousness
    Out of me came the beyonder, stars and planets and continents
    Repeat at rapid speed, God doesn't bless the tree
    But the seas, the seeds make the roots, the roots make the tree
    The trees give off fruit - the fruit give off breeds
    That's different juice, the mic give off oxygen, now y'all can breath
    Golden age the diamond age, I take y'all to a new rhyming phase
    See the heroes in the Halls of Justice all over the walls with mics and clutches
  • (Killah Priest)
    The path of peace, the Jedi saga continues
    Gangsta ganja and criminals, he drinks his white tea
    Ethylene, brain chemicals and out of God is identical
    He takes it to the pendulum, since his pen begun
    The super saying in the youth of great men
    He was slaying, he start praying, ate men
    Galactic Guardian rap, what you charging for tracks?
    I wear my heart and my axe, my art is black
    I'm like a character out of Marvel
    We are DC, old model, he's remarkable
    Between two pillars of marble
    Delta Probe One, the ShoGun
    Off bow tongue, than throw raps like daggers for fun
    Y'all try to get me, all y'all from Toy land
    Y'all Milton Bradley brands
    All y'all stance are coming for the hood Grammy
    Along with my Sword Clan
    Along with my Sword Clan
    Along with my Sword Clan
    A dark side, seeing when it's dark skies
    He wears the disguise, the lotus flower buds
    Takin' his blood, power from above
    Bow down, cross my legs, Indian style
    In a pow-wow, the thunder dance
    Meditate, talk to Magneto and Professor X
    Y'all world's last chance
    Telepathy like from the mind of Stan Lee
    My strength in the comic world is like family
    Your pix sticks of style of rap is weak
    Try another technique
    The angel and the beast
    To seven hundred angles from the Priest
    I'm the life maker, the life taker
    The incubator and the cremator
    The ink on paper till it extinct to vapor
    Trap rappers in my cosmic cube
    **** Rubix that dude was a fool
    There's a shape that I twist that you never thought exist
    Shape-shifter transcend to self-awareness, self-consciousness
    Out of me came the beyonder, stars and planets and continents
    Repeat at rapid speed, God doesn't bless the tree
    But the seas, the seeds make the roots, the roots make the tree
    The trees give off fruit - the fruit give off breeds
    That's different juice, the mic give off oxygen, now y'all can breath
    Golden age the diamond age, I take y'all to a new rhyming phase
    See the heroes in the Halls of Justice all over the walls with mics and clutches