Yeah, Killah Priest

Uh, uh

Just walk with me in this world

Fight with me in this world

Walk with me in my shoes

Uh, yo

Leapin' through the wormholes, bustin' at cyber cops

Behold the Pale President, clap him fifty-nine shots

Evidence of the aliens, footprints of the Sasquatch

Duck from the Cyclops, creep up the side blocks

With America's cookbook, that's when my hood took

The recipe for thieves and how to be a good cook

From angels to agents to prophets to politicians in the kitchen

The melting pot new edition

The evil that men do, let it brew in the stew

Blood on Bush apron, Planet of the Apes again

Human race is dead, they get gray skin

Satan slay men, amen

The ravens pick the flesh from the bones

The streets alone, I click on my chrome

Touring with God and I sit on my throne

Bitches sucking dick, **** nuttin' chicks

Get 'em pregnant, send 'em presents

I get arrested, I confess, it's so majestic

I hold my open for Armageddon

Is my armor shredded by the claws of Esau?

The frozen beast then thaw

Now we finally meet at war, once more

Guns for anybody with the Devil's arithmetic

Across his head and wrist

The predicament, the predicates shoot at the presidents

Got evidence that he's prejudice, my residence switch

I move with unlisted phone numbers

David Icke said there's clones among us

It's raining fire, skeletons droppin' stones upon us

Raiders of the Lost Ark, peaceful fingers

Across harps strumming, the end is coming

The plague, the angels blowing trumpets

We fight the beast along with his corruption

It's nothing, Priest!

We fight forever, nuh!