[Chorus 2x: Killah Priest] Come with me thru the thick fog Past the morgue Past the projects where the gats go off Burn thru the black widows web with a blowtorch Enter where there's no air till you find your corpse
[Killah Priest] Yo, enter with caution it's the hood dark and haunted See those crackheads with dead eyes their souls been torment Look at the old man throwing up his body organs Smell a odor in the air cause of dead corpses Just keep walking keep observing I'll do the talking This is the hood they don't visit often This is the war after nuclear war end And this is your schools old ruins no more babies Because the law that they passed at the UN These the blueprints of the world they plan to ban music Let the camera crew and the news in They got the right to hear this This the truest and the realest you'll ever get it
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[Killah Priest] Come with me up the dark stairwell where dealers dwell Now ask yourself could this be hell look See that man with elephant hands Now take a glance at the skeletons of that tramp and a pimp Now take a whiff of the blunt smoke guns coke Young folks that swung dope This is the year 3 thousand Flee the housing Just keep browsing at the ghetto We call it devil's island I swear I see the demon smiling at every child and drug dealing to a slug'll kill him Yo I feel like the whole worlds lost its base I'm clapping at the beast by taking the cannon off my waist Sing along
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[Outro : Killah Priest] Huh, all day We never play Yo it's Priesthood, Priest Stone, High Priest It's all together you know