Be Careful - Killah Priest

Be Careful - Killah Priest
Insane my bad brain's insanity
Damage me how can this be
Bronchitis the itis and sinus
Take out the tongue
Rubber gloves are the nicest
Supplier for the writer
Arthritis bones break easily
Too much toxins I need antioxidants
I spit Grammys out my oxygen
My only family the hood doctrine
When I was just an infant
The streets grabbed me reached thru the semen cavities
Took my pacifier out and put the concrete in my teeth
Breast fed me grey goose celeb G
Y'all ain't ready; they took me out the crib
With numbers across my bib
Moms lost her wig when jail is just an auction
Depending on the numbers of ya bid
Niggas running under the bridge
Train station the A train triple six
Do you blame Satan or God
Would you sleep in ya bed or a morgue
Be careful who you follow
Be careful on what you swallow
In hell's frail pass the L
Keep ya eyes on the bottle
Cuz if I die those niggas die
It's all thought out in the third eye
Feel me
Be careful who you follow
Be careful on what you swallow
In hell's frail pass the L
Keep ya eyes on the bottle
Cuz if I die those niggas die
It's all thought out in the third eye
Feel me
We follow drug dealers as Jesus
Look at the prophet like a Caesar
Dresses miracle preferable leaders
Or a gun handlers
Number of the Beast is branding us
Mind damage slumped posture under the cameras
Cracked cardiovascular Dracula passed the massacre
The passages aborting reality planes
So foul allow me to explain young child in the chains
Society now has changed groupies kufi's
Gauge and graves toolies bad movies get paid
On the roof with the Uzi popping shit
A mouth with the loose leaf
Empty clips enemies get hit fly shit
Be careful who you follow
Be careful on what you swallow
In hell's frail pass the L
Keep ya eyes on the bottle
Cuz if I die those niggas die
It's all thought out in the third eye
Feel me
A gangster glory bed full of benjamins having orgies
Sneak boxes off the floor at least four feet
Jury basements a brewery cases of champagne
Painting's costly maidens
Other bosses talking in foreign languages
40 acres testing aiming
Flossing and dressing
Walking with ya boys out ya arraignment
Priest glory UFO boarding
Able to foresee the Moorish King
Strange dudes talk to angels
Beam up great wings
Brush against the thick walls of the other planets
Writing rhymes they lighting kinds of men
Species and women my streets never made me creepy
Goosebumps only if you front
Street Gods and gangsta devils
The USA ready to nuke 'em
Mantineum the kingtanium
Priest ready to introduce 'em