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letra de super mind - killah priest

rattlesnakes on the pharaoh’s plate
from an ancient time that had no date
poisons, legends in the gaseous state
lucifer initials on my window of my limo
the golden god of my license plate
i’m from a distant past
i look through the glass
i see seventy-two angels wearing the devil’s mask
one side happy, the other side sad
roman leaders around the mona lisa
a golden knight, i glow into giza
sharp as the knife that goes into caesar
sentence in the night, whispеr like the reapеr
dark fantasies of mark anthony
julius sinners and jesus
a king hearts vanity
ancient art of his family
empires built on desire, fire and prophetic destiny
the sky is ebony
the lights are heavenly
a nice legacy
die pleasantly
coins cover his eyes in the mushroom patch
boxing with dandelions
they close his tomb latch
his fair widow weeps well
above the moon is pale
she’s doomed as well
her perfume smell of pineapple juice, sliced fruits
her hair had nice roots
she rubs her skin with oil from coconut sh-lls
statues of michael
the dragon slayer
black schools disciples
african prayer, assassins on stairs, beware
while my mind divine, i’m deeply devoted
dreaming of destinies
my jewelry is heavy
a gold icon of st. gregory
a lush getaway in the middle of nowhere
i’m your tour guide to the lost tribes
from abandoned buildings, living poor lives
from the east side to the north side
’til the beast rise
new york skies
police ride through the south side
children outside to the west side
a child with fresh eyes ’til he grows up
he seen it all
pregnant girls, teens in the morgue
fiends in the halls
those tryna get clean have lean withdrawals
pills and alcohol
k!ll for amounts of raw
in the field a bouncing ball
super bowl, a ufo, just making it count for yours
hermes dies with versace on
michael angelo paints [?] in venus’s arms
executions, death, bodies embalmed
the army informed
“don’t take my boy, he’s still warm”
one day a long walk and the streets turn bright
the snow stop falling
the trees begin talking
i touched his wood, i felt flesh
beneath the bird nest, clouds start forming
sky turn orange, like a summer morning
told me my origin
this place is historic
start my performance
gave me endurance
cars went inside the ground
while hundreds of gods came up, handing me crown
they said, “priest, you were lost, but now you’re finally found”
the zodiac spin [?] hand like a merry-go-round
i’m robed down in a gold gown
and if you saw us, we were talking to each other with no sound
profound

- killah priest

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