(*horses galloping and neighing*)
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yea, mothafuckas
[Hook: Killah Priest]
This is +Horsemen Talk+, Horsemen walk
Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate throats
Don't you know the shit could get real when your ass get smoked?
{*gun shot*}
This is Horsemen Talk, Horsemen walk
Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate throats
Don't you know the shit could get real when you wind up smoked?
[Verse One: Killah Priest]
I spit volcanoes, twist heads, spit lead
Then boast like the angels, the scorpion tongue
Come close I'mma sting you, I'm Morpheus' son
Part two to The Matrix, I'm atheist
Only God is my gauges and the clip is my church
Show the beginnin' and the end when I'm spittin' my verse
Voodoo curse brought back The Horsemen from the grave
Four headless mothafuckas now clappin' their gate
Stomp his chest in and put the fuckin' axe through his leg
Chop his head off, cause the livin' mothafuckas never seen the dead walk
'Til now, Horsemen spread his corpse across the ground
Priest pick niggas off that talk, with a pound, c'mon
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yea, mothafuckas
[Hook: Killah Priest]
This is +Horsemen Talk+, Horsemen walk
Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate throats
Don't you know the shit could get real when your ass get smoked?
{*gun shot*}
This is Horsemen Talk, Horsemen walk
Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate throats
Don't you know the shit could get real when you wind up smoked?
[Verse One: Killah Priest]
I spit volcanoes, twist heads, spit lead
Then boast like the angels, the scorpion tongue
Come close I'mma sting you, I'm Morpheus' son
Part two to The Matrix, I'm atheist
Only God is my gauges and the clip is my church
Show the beginnin' and the end when I'm spittin' my verse
Voodoo curse brought back The Horsemen from the grave
Four headless mothafuckas now clappin' their gate
Stomp his chest in and put the fuckin' axe through his leg
Chop his head off, cause the livin' mothafuckas never seen the dead walk
'Til now, Horsemen spread his corpse across the ground
Priest pick niggas off that talk, with a pound, c'mon
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