The Virgin Pt.1 Killah Priest

[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
'The Virgin' carried by four Rabbis'
The arrow fly, hit the painting
Portrait cries, the view on the paint changes
Looks toward the enemy's castles
The cannons explode, they're hit by their own shrapnel's
The view on the paint changes again
Looks toward the other end
Opposing army starts suffering
Disease's the death of their Caesars
Believers of 'The Virgin', turban wrapped
I walk whole in the urban map
I now possess the portrait from the 1400's
I lift the cloth and right to her face
Crush grapes, stern in my vase
I put the curse on you rappers
Disaster - meet y'all at daybreak
Funerals flooded wit brothers, the Reaper at their wakes
I turn 'The Virgin' towards them to destroy them
Spoiled limbs fall off, their eyes close, they die slow
When I expose them to 'The Virgin'

[Chorus: Killah Priest]
Hail Mary full of grace
Help me lead my enemies toward their graves
If they follow - sleepy hollow
May they walk the path creepy shallow
Death is certain once they meet The Virgin