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letra de walk u thru - maccabeez

[intro: k!llah priest]
dreddy kruger…. yeah maccabeez
do that n-gga… feel me…
timbuktu… k!llah priest a/k/a michael
priesthood, maccabeez, h-ll razah

[k!llah priest]
yo, clothes, the wife, the hoes, the ice
the flow that’s tight, see, i choose this life
then i sold the rights, back to the owner’s price
the crows and fight, to the coldest night, feel the cobras bite
i’m wrapped in sheets, where arabs meet
starving, see a bowl of rice, i reach down and grab it
come up with a hand full of maggots
mixed with bitter herbs, i chewed it, spewed it
out my mouth came the living word
for every n-gga that heard, may i observe and do
just imagine if i was you
i fight, firy dragons and bears or two
i arm wrestle the devil over five boroughs
wore a crown of th-rns, and you wonder why i’m gone
h-llo… yo, a warm gun in my palms, on a p-ssover night
my n-ggas see the same vision, we grip our gats kinda tight
one dog says a sign, one of my other dogs says it’s just a state of mind
that’s when i gain my mind, only play with my kind
maccabeez, dashikis and gats and beeds
we on some other sh-t, the ghetto government
protect the ark of the covenant, yo
we on some other sh-t, f-ck you f-cking republicans

[chorus: hot flames]
allow us to talk to you, walk you through
a strong life through a warrior’s view
and i’m supposed to have remorse for who? this is the source of new york
what we talk, of course, it’s true

[timbo king]
while ya’ll was looking at johnny carson
i was looking at sonny carson, a black rebel, yeah i daredevil
when words fail, music speaks, seven days without prayer makes one week
the naked truth versus the well dressed lie
the best mirror is my mother’s eyes
i can’t shake hands with a clinched fist
speech is silver, silence is golden
how could i break bread when it’s molded?
time is money, timb, figure it out

[chorus]

[hot flames]
this is my destiny, this rap game is a part of my genes
so it’s the ingredient in my recipe
until the heavens speak, my level rise where yours peak
take over the game in a strong week
this song speaks to the death, give sight to the blind
i’m heaven bound, i’m excited with crime
use words a hyphen a time, before that, use birds
and transport dimes in little small packs
i hate fake rappers, love true raps
priest brought me here to make noise like two gats
i’m try’nna survive, but i feel like my feets crazy glued to the ground
how can i rise? how can i cry with no heart like the lion on oz
since thirteen, i was firing nines
i tried to talk with the force of glocks, but it feel like
i’m try’nna walk through a door that’s locked
stressed out, but ofcourse i’m hot
cuz i rode through the hard times and made it out of the hard knocks

[chorus to fade]

- maccabeez

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