When I'm Writing Lyrics - Killah Priest

[Intro : Killah Priest] 

I just zone out When I'm Writing 

Yo 

[Killah Priest] 

The weed is lit 

it's given like an Indian gift 

Passed around in a cipher 

'til the bitches need pullin' tighter 

Put out the fire 

Blow out clouds of stress 

Now's the test 

who's the first to talk crazy? 

You cough, maybe the weed is still in your lungs 

You beat ya chest 'til that feelin' will come 

You high, viewin' a cipher behind your own eyes 

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Sayin' stupid shit, but to others you wise 

Me, on the other hand I zone 

Find a little spot to myself 

'til I feel I'm alone 

Talk to angels with black wings, silver halos 

Build with Gabriel the Messenger 

I'm Hugh Hefner, with long robes 

in a porn show, women with pretty toes 

the dizziest ho's 

Then I turn romantic, write in sanscript 

I put on my vision that I see inside my pen 

Black-out is When I'm Writing 

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[Hook x2 : Killah Priest] 

When I'm Writing 

Flows go through me right into my pen 

When I'm Writing 

It's the artist within 

When I'm Writing 

I'm in tune with the Solomon books 

When I'm Writing 

It's more than just a song and a hook 

[Killah Priest] 

My pen's a crayon 

with coloring books, displayin' chaos 

The black seyance, with the ink pores radared 

Age quasars explorin' where the mind caves are 

A riches being dug from a keys graveyard 

It's the inscription written on Egyptian clay jar 

I write rhymes like I'm doing time 

Listen, when I hit the pen I start doing the sickest 

I got the flow locked behind each bar 

And if I get too wild 

You can throw me in the box of ya car, it's not that far 

My pen's an airbrush, thrown over ya favorite sweater 

My notebook's leather, I write with a feather 

My pages look like a Renaissance painting 

Visions of St. John's conquerin' Satan 

All made from my imagination 

It's Priest, Lord, the Bishop of Vikings 

When I'm Writing 

[Hook x2] 

[Killah Priest] 

The way that I write, it's like a painting 

I put on aprons 

and brush my ink pen across the palette 

Stare at the projects 

'til I see somethin', then write about it 

My pad's a canvas, filled with anthems 

And words from the black panthers 

to crack scramblers, to crack gamblers 

to gat handlers, to cats in handcuffs 

Doin' life 

I lock myself in a room and I write 

Rhymes I could do a life-time 

When everything's relaxed 

and I'm in my right mind 

I sit still for months like a monk 

'til Buddha bless me and grant me 

with the wishes that I want 

I want a thesaurus with clairvoyants 

I rhyme for the enjoyment, my mind voyages 

Ever since the day that man evolved 

Scrapin' white chalk on candy walls 

From the Stone Age of neanderthals 

I've been writing 

[Hook x2]