Artist: Killah Priest
Album:  Black August
Song:   When I'm Writing
Typed By: X-Calibur

[Intro: Killah Priest]
I just zone out When I'm Writing
Yo...

[Killah Priest]
Yo, the weed is lit, it's given like an Indian gift
Passed around in the cipher 'til eventually you pull it 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 your chest, 'til that feeling will come
You're high, viewing the cipher behind your own eyes
Saying stupid shit, but to others you're wise
Me, on the other hand, I zone
Find a little spot, 2 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 hoes
Then I turn romantic, writing sanscripts
I put all my visions that I see inside my pen, black out that's when I'm writin'

[Chorus: Killah Priest]
Flows go through me, right into my pen
When I'm writing, it's the artist within
When I'm writin', I'm in tune with Solomon's books
When I'm writin', it's more than just a song and a hook
When I'm writing, flows go through me, right into my pen
When I'm writing, it's the artist within
When I'm writin', I'm in tune with Solomon's books
When I'm writin', it's more than just a song and a hook

[Killah Priest]
My pen's a crayon, with coloring books displaying chaos
A black séance, with ink that pours out great art
Age qazars, exploding where the Mayan caves are
Or riches being dug from a king's graveyard
It's the inscription written on Egyptian clay jars
I write rhymes like I'm doing time, listen
When I hit the pen, I start doing a sentence
I got the flow locked, behind each bar
And if I get too wild, you can throw me in your box or your car
It's not that far
My pen's an airbrush going over your favorite sweater
My notebook's leather, I write with a feather
My pages look like a renaissance painting
Visions of St. John's conquering Satan
Or, made for my imagination
It's Priest, lord, the bishop, a Viking when I'm writin'

[Chorus]

[Killah Priest]
The way that I write is like a painting, I put on aprons
And brush my ink pen across the pilot, stay at the projects
Til I see something, then write about it
My pad's a canvas filled with anthems and words
From the Black Panthers to crack scramblers
To crap gamblers, to gat handlers, to cats in handcuffs
Doing life, I lock myself in a room and I write
Rhymes, I can do a lifetime
When everything's relaxing. I'm in my right mind
I sit still for months like a monk
'Til Buddha blessed me and grant me with the wishes that I want
A walking thesaurus with clairvoyance
I rhyme for the enjoyment, my mind voyages
Ever since the day that man evolved
Scraping white chalk on canyon walls,
From the stone age of Neanderthals
I've been writin'

[Chorus]

[Killah Priest]
When I'm writin'