View From Masada Lyrics by Killah Priest

View From Masada Lyrics


    [killah priest]
    Get it goin, yeah, yeah
    Feel this shit, word is bond
    Niggaz got shit on they mind
    Get it out your chest
    You got somethin to say?
    Spill it out
    It's that priest shit
    I've waited for this

    Month august, year '70, endin of my mom's pregnancy
    Beginnin of masada's legacy, christ blew the breath in me
    To rule is my destiny, mind is my weapontry
    Bless it be, priest, fly 'mitri's, dashikis
    Suck from the fine titties of nefertitti, slept in teepees
    Kings, pharoahs kiss the ring when they see me
    Is how they greet me, take trips weekly
    Dwell by the havens, fed by a raven
    Ate from the beak of eagles, sat with hebrews
    Broke bread with the holy people
    Bit from the tree of good and evil
    Ate this dry fruit whole, swallowed the seeds too
    Lived in the land of the strong and feeble
    Some had egos, some were peaceful
    Smile when they greet you
    I appear, appeared through the windows
    With weirdos, saw widows who played with dildos
    Nymphos, wrapped they legs around satin pillows
    Silver robe, holdin the rose
    Mexicanos, latin and negros
    Lived the life of thug passion heros
    We live in projects with ghetto belly dancers
    That enchant us, when you see us bring yo cameras

    Chorus: killah priest {2x}

    Yo, its the view from masada
    The saga, priest the author
    The godfather, the scholar
    I write drama, decomposer, best noah
    They watch us, build for hours
    Behold the, behold the

    [killah priest]
    Yo, we sip wine around golden candles
    Wearin mantels, tellin ghost stories
    I propose a toast, as a whole splash of lightning
    The sky's is stormy, then it dawned on me
    It was a dope fiend and two hell scorchened shorties
    That lured me, to my first orgy
    Apartment 4d, met a fine harlet named audrey
    She adored me, she seduced me with her beauty
    Neck full of jewelry, she wore a see-through gown
    With her eye she forced me to lay down
    Then she asked me, was i new in town
    And with a smile she said she has peace offerings
    This day she paid her vow
    Let us make love and afterwards we worship an owl
    This war lady, when she tried to play me
    Get me in the bed to spray me
    Kisses of her lips taste like taffy
    Plus she wore the scent of tasprey
    Ask me if that attracts me
    Whispers in my ear are pure blasphemy
    She said i decked my bed with mur, aloes and roses, cinnamon
    It's a place for gentlemen, with a youthful look i entered in
    The sins of men, the devil's lust, the luck of women
    With cat eyes, her man's a rabbi
    Walks with a raincoat, top hat, bow tie
    And walkin with a cane, puffin his pipe
    Saw me through the blinds fuckin his wife
    I busted her twice, grabbed me by my windpipe
    Pulled out a knife, 'nough said, bloodshed at the end of the night

    Chorus {2x}

    [killah priest]
    Yeah, yeah
    Got to lay down the law, you know?
    Masada the beloved
    Killah priest, macabee worldwide
    Yeah, pour the wine and raise your glass high into the sky
    Yeah, like that, haha
    Yeah, yeah, we just maintainin
    Word, fuck all y'all fake ass other niggaz
    Yeah, what?
    Yeah...

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