If You Don’t Know Killah Priest (Ft. Ol' Dirty Bastard)

[Intro: Killah Priest]
Killah Priest, King Masada
Landed on a sick canvas
Now I roam this dead planet, head bandaged
Insane, preaching God's commandment, feel me

[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
I move through the dark regions and won't stop 'til we even
Until you bleeding until you stop breathing
Giving careers a severe beating for MCing
It's something that I don't take lightly
How the fuck you ever invite me to a duel?
I drew before I break fool, then I drag MCs
Beat 'em down to they knees
Grab your necks and squeeze
'Til there's no life left, they lifeless
Then micless, what a crisis
I give them a good night's rest
I break their biceps and triceps, thighs and necks
Breast area is the best area
Before I bury ya
I make sure that you never ever, ever, ever try that shit no more
KnowhatI'msayin? (Word is bond!)
Your ambition put you in that fucked up condition
Leave you with your own conviction, shit was nonfiction
Now you in a state of non-fixing
Make you beg for mercy if you ever approach me
I blow your head off when I talk, chop off your arms
And bash your head in, you know where this shit is heading
For a dead-end, stop your sweating
Like Otis Reading, got your pants wetting
Snuck up on you at your wedding, at your honeymoon
Turn that shit into doom
Turn your rap cassettes into your fucking caskets
You goddamn bastards
Lyrics I mastered, rhymes burns like acid