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Killah Priest lyrics Fake MC's lyrics Intro: They got a problem now knowI'msayin? Too many corny rappers... knowI'msayin? Pretenders, knowI'msayin? Chorus: {2X} Theres too many phony MC's out there this year ya best to beware I've burnt thousands already so get ready, lyrics are deadly Verse One: Niggaz keep frontin, ain't saying nuthin Killah Priest remains calm, yet carry on go ahead sing your song, claim you have the dons rap superstars look cute with your cigars bitches like that, where your mics at bite me I bite back, plus I break backs fuck you, you can sue me, from yours truly when niggaz sound booty theres too many rappers in the east wanna be gangsters too many gangsters in the west wanna be rappers bunch of actors, I ought to smack ya, who's your master sit down take a lesson, stop guessin for years I had, show your mad face and only showed bad taste runnin around like your delirious foamin from the mouth like you're furious I'd rather be serious, it keeps the audience curious these fantasies is nothin but your fantasies it might cause casualties Hollywood is not your neighborhood and if it is, give the mic to Nappy Woods and y'all can be all to be the wizard the wonderful Wizard of Oz, which are the A & R's and you a Toto doing promos, along with the scarecrow you receive no dough Chorus: {2X} Verse Two: I lay in the cut, like a rock star looking at ya ca ca, cuz your music sound lop-side they sound tounge tied, butch of young guys, have 'em hung high watched his lungs fry, from the sunshine which is one rhyme generating from the mind Killah Priest now late, I terminate burn and break, and intimidate I come cold as when the winter break I put it into snakes, pretenders and fakes shake, like the earthquakes, I judge wisely between two pillars of poison ivy for those that despise me, attach 'em to the I.V. your pops should've bust you on the couch or sent you down the mouth next time where a condom, when I step upon them I make emcees memories, whenever theres a symphony I look sinfully, been doing this for centuries I write shit sick as Shakespeare tripping off of acid rolling you like John The Baptist with the rusty hatchet I preach the word of God before I murder y'all swear I never heard of y'all Chorus: {2.5X} Other Killah Priest lyrics: Intro lyrics One Step lyrics Blessed Are Those lyrics From Then Till Now lyrics Cross My Heart lyrics It's Over lyrics Crusaids lyrics Tai Chi lyrics Heavy Mental lyrics If You Don't Know lyrics High Explosives lyrics Wisdom lyrics Mystic City lyrics Almost There lyrics The Professional lyrics Atoms to Adams lyrics B.I.B.L.E. (Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth) lyrics Information lyrics Science Project lyrics View From Masada lyrics Maccabean Revolt (Interlude) lyrics Gotta Eat lyrics What Part of the Game lyrics I'm Wit That lyrics Rap Legend lyrics Live By The Gun lyrics If I Die lyrics Hard Times lyrics Maccabean Revolt lyrics Bop Your Head lyrics Places I've Been lyrics When Will We Learn? lyrics |