Shadow Landz

[Verse 1: Killah Priest] My pen's the goggle lens, rap is ATVs Hopping over sand dunes of mans' dooms The grip'll tell where a killer dwells Hides out in Cancun, fucking Spanish women Tanning in sands his hands is trembling from rubbing lotion on her On nude beach, two freaks, she's a goner From street corners with heat on us Come horseback riding with a tyrant who loves whores But acts violent, he lures old women inside tents Gets the knife in, slicing, it’s trifling Lighting, spells out letters as he streak across the skies P-R-I-E-S-elec-Tricty! Come snowboard with the Ghost Lord This what I wrote for, this what the horoscope saw Soar from out a celestial academy Look at the tree of life diagram see Priest's anatomy From the medieval family called the Maccabeez I grew up, left the Abbotcy, now they call me “Your Majesty” Don’t be mad at me; I’m just a deity I took on an alias Cause we can’t pronounce the true name of the aliens The African-Aborigine-Israelien, King Arthurian Half-Nazarian, half-celestrian barbarian The Sefer Yetzirah cards said Priest is a God Go ahead read them all, you'll still see me as Lord! Father's Enoch, my Mother's the Sephirot Blessed, born naked near a barn in a dessert Placed in the arms of a shepherd I let the truth loose, before I take exit Laugh to myself, how y’all calling me Walter? Body never dies It just turns to the white suds on top of ocean water [Verse 2: Killah Priest] The transformation of my lines, the transmigration of the mind See what’s in mine, a seed full of rhymes Magicking classics, tablets go way past time The Moon is for season, the comets for signs When I’m writing, I have actual sightings Come bring the good tidings, my offerings is essential Take a glimpse into my view of my mental I’m washing in the lonely streams The blood stain cloth, king on his horse Only in my dreams he would talk Telling me this is Hell, just leave He was compelling showing me the music industry My records not selling, my ruins and the end of me eventually Said if I don’t go back, the road is black, the crows attack I step back, spoke in a rap then formed into a Golden Axe Blood and feathers, it seems like we fought forever The skies turned terror, his eyes and flesh turned leper Then I turn to this heffer, she told me "the skeletal figure Rides a white horse slowly across the fields, this means end change Accept that life is cyclical and that you're lyrical immortality" Then I saw morgues around me, it got cloudy She walked away, paused, she said "justice will be yours A fair decision will be made in your favor", then I transformed into a gangster (Priest), can’t believe that I wrote this on paper (Stranger, damn, stranger, damn)