Breathe Lyrics - Killah Priest

[Intro: Killah Priest] 

Yeah, breathe in, Priesthood 

Let's do it... 

[Killah Priest] 

Slug out, never that, young dude, clever cat 

Eat shit, smoke spliffs, get high, reminisce 

Innocence, bulletproof, any one, pullin' through 

Junior High, do it fly, fuck in grade Summer school 

Comin' through, get me drunk, blunted too, every month 

Hundred shoes, every son, wanted jewels, never front 

Got older, hunger grew, watched most the younger fools 

Squat out from the guns they usin', not close to the most of them 

Quarter rolls, microphones, one, two, revolution 

Sons due, evolution, in a rhyme, ghetto music 

In the mind, 'cause I'm movin, in time, intwine 

Lines all out of ideas, thoughts expose the road 

Painted pictures, mask very clear, like a spear 

Fallin' from the atmos, my raps soaked in the pages 

Kids I play with, different flavors, instant paper 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

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[Chorus 2X: Killah Priest] 

I just breathe, the breathe of life in the mics 

Feel my notepads with sites, now, guide you like God did to Israelites 

I just breathe, the breathe'll in whole tap 

Into my cassettes, fate awakin' you, holdin' in like herb in your chest 

[Killah Priest] 

I'd rather spit it to it right, then a dome 

Like a jewel in a throne, microphone, recite a poem 

Hypotone, mellow out the ghetto route, track thugs meadow out 

Crack blood devil house, gat slugs, here's your addict 

Pushers of conceited habits, took us, look and seen me mad it 

Cash laws, blast hog, gas talk in the hood 

Black boars, burnin' wood, crack walls turnin' good 

Nickel bags, crystal mag, blackout, semi' four 

Black watch, ready for war, sasquatch, fantastic four 

Blood, strength, through the Clan, wear the colors of our black 

Love our mothers, love our dads, sister drug out on that glass 

You ain't mad when they ain't sell refer, jump out the window, chasin' Jesus 

Hunt me in the garbage, told me, he's a prophet 

Used to recite scriptures, and dust, now our skin poppin' 

Gems drop in '88, baby cake, first born 

I'm crazy late, words long, worst one was '91 

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[Chorus 2X] 

[Killah Priest] 

Second son, I'm stressin' young, blesses come, record deal 

Kept it real, tess my skills, '96, my third born 

Word born, vicious like he held him tight, and mellow hobby 

I'm the father and the author, change my name to Masada 

First rhyme, search mine, first crime, I stole a ring 

Sold it, soak in dreams, felt guilty but the feelin' passed 

Learned to put, all my feelings in my past 

Kids that had a thinking, took my books and bring 

Gave you read, all these laws 

Blow coasts, smoke spliff, old flicks, focused 

Flip cake, chicks scrape, that's me, thick braids 

Swift blade, in the pockets, sick days in the projects 

Slick way, I'm the stocking cap, I just got in rap 

Family, photo albums, gun, drugs, know the outcome 

Book, sweater, picture very, wedding flicks, obituraries 

Lyrics that be military, haunt you like a cemetery 

Hahahah... breathe in 

[Chorus 2X]