Cross My Heart Lyrics - Singles - Killah Priest

It's the visiting king supreme all heal kiss the ring 

Into a ? I blow steam from the families of the Mackabees 

Smack emcees watch them scream your majesty make them suffer 

The capacity of tragedy hold the crowd down like gravity 

Back the fuck off stop grabbing me hands off me niggas start to 

Bore me 

I'm getting sleepy I need some coffee, me and my wu-bandits 

We carry niggas deep in the canvas, body bandage, like some mummies 

You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me 

It's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album amputated 

Scream the name out Killah Priest, I leave the blood filling in the 

Street 

I'm from the dark hills of Brownsville, the seven shields on windmills 

Across the killing fields, never forget it, tell them rap critics 

I speak in horrific, so they can never get it, I'm too scientific 

Lyrics explicit, I roll with thirsty niggas, theifs and killers 

Tigers, gorillas, faces like godzilla 

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We stomp rappers and smile like a Calm-Della, we got iller 

Cross my heart both hope to die, we multiply, by the hundred 

Fuckin' by the thousand, leave me out ? so grounded 

Beatin' up your soundman 

Playa haters and players, we give um' cold stares 

Any last prayers 

Yo, Yo, concrete techniques, bomb beats and cause causalities 

My facalty, hold it down like gravity, rapidly 

Sweatin' like weapons to adolescence, ghetto residence 

Quick to pass since your present, state of the slum 

Kill 4 play the drums 

Face 1, their course was now, the snake tongue, I'm deep into this 

I sometimes gasp for air, deadly warfare 

Hot block cop and gold stares, shots clear 

They fire was on July the 4th, weapons get torn, fugitive slidin' off 

My force is combined, new world, 2009 

Digital, criminals you'll make meals in cyber-crime 

Let's all plan ahead, 2 times, I keep the chimes to a great mind 

The head that you take, you're not blind 

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[Chorus] 

We stare you eye to eye 

We tell the truth no lie 

We cross our heart and hope to die, hope to die 

High ranked officials and armed tanks with missiles, blood drizzle 

Simple fact, you slept on the issue, that B-boy started jerkin 

Joysticks a Sega, I was rockin' off 100 watt amps in ?, 2 fine tune it 

Ship enough units, emcees ask, who be those rhyme killers in mask 

No doubt, difficult task, the last in the square, beware 

Infinite amount of darts is in the air, I'm victorious 

With no opponents, I blast through components, with micro-phonics 

Watch the whole world live the moment, anything in time 

Became approaching this, are incompatible of speech, remains motionless 

[Chorus: x2] 

Hope to die