PJs

My past and my present My name is Priesthood Is it too televised for you? Is it too real for you? [Priest] Domination, world population Keep me runnin' while I'm gunnin' at Satan Arms open wide Please, Lord, let me fly Give me answers to the when, where, how, and why To questions we asked, back of my school class I know I'm not a fool raised by my cool dad Then he passed, started cuttin', smokin' hash Hangin' out late [Zariya] Damn, I was an ill shorty! Thinking of the years That my peers was here before me Court cases, buying beer by the 40 Getting scary thoughts When I'm playing with my Legos Stacking pieces, I build 'em like a cage yo [Priest] Is it my cage I'm in? Is it the rage I'm in? Why they degrade my skin? This way I pray Amen I say my prayer while I'm looking at the guns flare A victim fall while the innocent young stares [Chorus] - 2X Don't blame it on the sunshine Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Don't blame it on the moonlight Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Don't blame it on the hood times Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Blame it on the PJs Yeah, Yeah, Yeah In the lab thinkin' Hennessy drinkin' Play with my ink pen Rhymes start to sink in Ill thoughts My own hood may be my cross Police, my crown of thorns Same child y'all pounded on Sirens swarms Nightsticks A pipe lit On the roof, ice picks And the white chicks Someone shoots, this whole world is crazy As the herb smoke swirl, I'm hazy Can't let the devil get the best of me This ghetto's not my legacy The planet is My middle finger to the flag with my bandaged ribs The other click on a mag It's Montana, bitch! [Chorus] - 2X You gotta see the PJs for what it is Just hood parables Good times And life and what we know The world is what we know It's like Time Moving slow Ya know I'm just gonna pour me a glass of Water