Artist: Killah Priest f/ Bliss Album: Black August Song: GoodBye Typed by: Tha Masta [Intro: Killah Priest] Uh.. Black August Good Morning America It's Killah Priest back at ya I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh Priesthood, Big U in the house, Solstice We gon' do this, stay focused Yeah, I feel it, uh-huh Yeah.. yeah, yo, yo [Killah Priest] The mouth and tongue of Malcolm Telling my publicist fuck this government Go head and rape my album This is the judgment vacate the island Billions would start wilding the feeling of violence would have trillions in silence I'm watching the news Arabs against Jews they're bombing the schools Political fools liberal move is all confused Guns used instead of peace talk Fuck this world I ride for ZiOn Pass the heat off I'll blast 4 Farrakhan And over throw Babylon Fuck this world that's why we carry on I'm bout to email Fidel Tell' em meet me on the DL No longer a free world Thicker shade of error These be the days of terror Soulstice [Bliss] Oh shit, amazin' grace, how sweet the sound Savin' slaves, another body found Bound to the streets where we drown if we sleep We make heat instead of peace Struggle to heat, and breathe On Shiek metal swords before we eat To teach, shake my head in disbelief 41 shots, a young brotha deceased Gunned down by police, is there no justice, no peace? So fuck the police, listen, I walk with P. Ignorance leakes like back streets of sickness Or disease, and our weakness, we bleed Deceive to believe in this modern Eden, we thieve Conceive through this belly, we beasts Ninety thieves stalk woods for Priest Leave out this laws of Camenites We strive to rise like height But through hate we over-weigh our fate And fall like meteorite, to spread the self-sacrifice Instill like these parasites, in drug bites Prescribe a mind of 360 degree fahrenheit In the dark like midnight, these words I recite I once was blind but now I.. [Killah Priest] See the light freedom fight from prisons spun from religion Taught by elders the system failed us no one to help us Priest and his Priestess sit we on thrones judge of Egypt Peep the eclipse the shadows cover the moon The devils governed the fools They stubbard the jewels Pearls before swine I quizzed them they need more time Seek the wisdom free your mind From the copas its Priest and Solstice We came to teach a culture We can stand the heat like vultures Open your wings the soul of a king Song of a queen don with the rings Bow and kiss em If he's a fraud them strip 'em from all his badness Greet him with daggers We're more than rappers we're the masters [Bliss] Even after.. World War 3, the war of intelligence The court, self-defence is common sense Third corridors and drug stores Immensely spokes and leave scars of no evidence Dense minds outlined in chalk, the refined walk Can rise again like cocks, a ressurection at box Religious, intervenous, take my name in vain Clinically insane, hold secrets Mentally slain for their repentance by the government Hold the third commandment, who's the man sent? Modern Lazurus, hands wake the nation [Killah Priest] Its revelations I'm taking medication my head is aching I've been buying weapons since the 11th Stars and stripes versus Star and Crescent God blessing be a soldier I gotta speak out on Oprah I'm undersiege I grab my gun and fatigues Leave my women and seeds hundreds should bleed I speak blunted from weed Do y'all really want peace or y'all wanna see war Crates of candles or crates of C4 While they rich and while we poor If we Jacob do that make him eat saw Is Colin Powell really Bush's Igor Why did terrorist attack the entire eastern seaboard Who talked them into kill theyselves They receive Allah's rewards we need to read more Priest I rap with razorblades on the side of each jaw In the millennium war against Palestinians The century is done plenty of guns plenty of bombs Many shall come and my name a homeless man riding the train Day and night leaving my head with migrains it's the atomic age Your either smoking chronic or saved the blood of Jesus recept the concept Martin Luther King he had a dream gunshots create a smoke screen We're throwin concrete I wear a bandana like the panthers Crack the korn with my hands [Chorus x2: Both] It is real as the Masonic seal on a dollar bill Conspiracy theory that got Kennedy killed A secret government blood and crip worldwide look at the future thru your third eye Goodbye