Truth B Told(Explicit) - Killah Priest

Truth B Told - Killah Priest
Stephen King never wrote a scene as horrific
As God as my witness
What I write should make you artists suspicious
Pardon a ni**a as I say what's in my heart
I guess it's just part of me venting
'Cause like you I'm from the park and the benches
So what can I lose
We'll make a conscious decision
'Cause I'm known to spaz when
I'm asked my remarks on this business
In this game of do you and regardless of friendship
So excuse me when you reach
For my palms and part of me flinches
It's not you dog it's the critics
They might catch me in the flick
Drunk with some strippers
And my girl see it as part of
Some sick photographer vengeance
So many new people around
I gotta be sharp when in attendance
I mean it's great to MC
To display this art is a privilege
But now I gotta get down to darken my sentence
I dream of dead babies streams of blood
Raining fire and brimstone
Wipe the Earth clean with floods
I'm drowning my face next to the meanest thug
I'm telling my testimony to the supreme above
Ain't I from thy genes
The Priest was a king beloved
Then there appeared a bright
Beam with white wings of a dove
It's lightning people screamed and shoved
It's frightening but I kept writing 'cause
What I seen was the judge
And what he shown me where grave sites and crucifixes
Ruthless b**ches how they treat you
And what they do to your riches
For thirty pieces of silver niggas will kill you
I read Judas' scriptures
Only warned me to be true to my niggas
The game corrupt like Catholic Church
And child nudity pictures
That's like the Virgin Mary performing Karma Sutra with Hitler
The proof of my liquor is 180
The Grey Goose in my liver
But I still spit truth to the listener
That's enough son
Session up stop
No hold up let me explain a second
I signed my first deal with Geffen Records
I told those crackers
I ain't no motherf**ker stepping fetched
To my recollection those bastards
Were like "cool we'll drop
You have our A