Black Angels (Dearly Beloved) Maccabeez (Ft. Shabazz the Disciple)

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(Intro) Priest
Streets is back, yeah, yeah
Yeah, it's that doulja, one life nigga
Live for this one, yeah, we gon' do this
Forever, Maccabeez, Supreme, yo

[Killah Priest]
Life and death is like a carnival to cemeteries
Ain't nobody left that's honorable, they all been buried
The chronicles of the projects, the Gods wore heavy
Chains, his name reign over ghetto terrains
The dope fiends worship, he respected by Killah
The realest over everyone, kept reflectable trigger
Niggas laugh till they cry fallin' from shots
Hollerin' crackheads, someone's callin' the cops
Hold up, let me let y'all niggas know one thing
I'm Ghetto Jezuz of the hood, be where guns ring
When I dream, I see war planes and submachines
Judges poke the pitchfork at thugs wit wings

(Hook) Razah, Timbo King 2x
Look deep into my eyes, can you see my soul?
Man fell from heaven to this one hell hole
From this hell, we excel and we rise again
Look deep into my eyes again, Black Angels