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[Killah Priest:] They drank, they danced, they partied to radio songs Made videos with their corny raps like nothin' was wrong They sang their hooks, threw away books, FOOLS! Same generation that voted for Bush! EEEWWWW! So was the days of Noah before he entered the Ark They laughed; they drank till the clouds got dark Felt the first drop and frightened their heart So shall be the Priest coming, the blowin' of trumpets Made my Sword of Justice, groan in your stomach They say his words were written in red They said his blood's the wine His flesh was the bread Clouds from Heaven covered his head And like a black table cloth space was spread On his jacket he wore many badges from rappers he defeated From 66 planets, along his right shoulder 22 letters It spelled the name of the rappers and their Gods he severed Upon his dome, countless of crowns of rappers thrones He trot down leavin' craters as he walks Shift in the Earth forks, he stayed in God's thoughts Rappers were like Adam & Eve He would smash them, the fruit and their trees Priest the Great, walk the impeller Killer the first, Ivan the Terror With a look that could crack mirrors SongtexteStrength of 900 Gorillas, the birth of Amole's More palms of crush, planets, lyrics produce such damage The night's endin', I'm winnin' You rappers seem winded, I'm relentless Tremendous, I break arts to graphics Any last wish, from your head, your asses split Bones break like the glass dish Ironclad whip, the king of rappers and madness I am that sick! [Outro:] Live from the RAW TRADE CENTER Weapon of mass productions G/Ciples the evolution Aus Songtexte Mania