View From Masada lyrics

by

Killah Priest


[Intro]
Get it going, yeah, yeah
Feel this sh*t, word is bond
n*ggas got sh*t on they mind
Get it out your chest
You got something to say?
Spill it out
It's that Priest sh*t
I've waited for this

[Verse 1]
Month August, year '70, ending of my mom's pregnancy
Beginning of Masada's legacy
Christ blew the breath in me
To rule is my destiny, mind is my weapontry
Blessed be, Priest, fly 'mitri's, Dashikis
Suck from the fine titties of Nefertiti, slept in tepees
Kings bow, kiss the ring when they see me
Is how they greet me, take trips weekly
Dwell by the havens, fed by a raven
Ate from the beak of eagles, sat with Hebrews
Broke bread with the holy people
Bit from the tree of good and evil
Ate this dry fruit whole, swallowed the seeds too
Lived in the land of the strong and feeble
Some had egos, some were peaceful
Smile when they greet you
I appear, appeared through the windows
With weirdos, saw widows who played with dildos
Nymphos, wrapped they legs around satin pillows
Silver robe, holding the rose
Mexicano, latin and negros
Lived the life of thug passion heroes
We live in Projects with ghetto belly dancers
That enchant us, when you see us bring yo cameras
[Chorus] (x2)
Yo, it's the view from Masada
The saga, Priest the author
The Godfather, the scholar
I write drama, deep composer, the best Noah
They watch us, build for hours
Behold the, behold the

[Verse 2]
Yo, we sip wine around golden candles
Wearing mantles, telling ghost stories
I propose a toast, as a whole splash of lightning
The sky's is stormy, then it dawned on me
It was a dope fiend and two Hell scorched shorties
That lured me, to my first orgy
Apartment 4D, met a fine Harlet named Audrey
She adored me, she seduced me with her beauty
Neck full of jewelry, she wore a see-through gown
With her eye she forced me to lay down
Then she asked me, was I new in town
And with a smile she said she has peace offerings
This day she paid her vow
Let us make love and afterwards we worship Baal
This fair lady, when she tried to play me
Get me in the bed to spray me
Kisses of her lips taste like Taffy
Plus she wore the scent of Tasprey
Ask me if that attracts me
Whispers in my ear are pure blasphemy
She said I decked my bed with mur, aloes and roses, cinnamon
It's a place for gentlemen, with a youthful look I entered in
The sins of men, the devil's lust, the luck of women
With cat eyes, her man's a Rabbi
Walks with a raincoat, top hat, bow tie
And walkie with a cane, puffin his pipe
Saw me through the blinds f*cking his wife
I busted her twice, grabbed me by my windpipe
Pulled out a knife, 'nough said, bloodshed at the end of the night
[Chorus] (x2)
Yo, it's the view from Masada
The saga, Priest the author
The Godfather, the scholar
I write drama, deep composer, the best Noah
They watch us, build for hours
Behold the, behold the

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Got to lay down the law, you know?
Masada the beloved
Killah Priest, Macabee worldwide
Yeah, pour the wine and raise your glass high into the sky
Yeah, like that, haha
Yeah, yeah, we just maintaining
Word, f*ck all y'all fake ass other n*ggas
Yeah, what?
Yeah...
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