| Intro: child and killah priest
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| one two, one two
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| no doubt
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| the microphones on…
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| cross my heart, hope to die
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| Ive been waiting along time for this
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| here we go killah priest, 97, 98…
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| Its the byzantine king, supreme, all kneel kiss the ring
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| Into a ilohean, I blow steam from the families of the mackabees
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| Smack emcees watch them scream your majesty, make them suffer
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| The capacity of tragedy, hold the crowd down like gravity
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| Back the fuck off, stop grabbing me, hands off me, niggas start to bore me Im getting sleepy, I need some coffee, me and my wu-bandits
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| We carry niggas deep in the canvas, body bandage, like some mummies
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| You fucking dummies, you cant take nothing from me Its the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album hesitated
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| Scream the name out killah priest, I leave the blood spilling in the street
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| Im from the dark hills of brownsville, the seven shields on windmills
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| Across the killing fields, never forget it, tell them rap critics
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| I speak in arithmics, so they can never get it, Im too scientific
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| Lyrics explicit, I roll with thirsty niggas, theifs and killers
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| Tigers, gorillas, faces like godzilla
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| We stomp rappers and smile like a calm-della, we got iller
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| Cross my heart both hope to die, we multiply, by the hundred
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| Fuckin by the thousand, see me outside your show browsin
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| Beatin up your soundman
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| Playa haters and players, we give um cold stares
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| Any last prayers…
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| Yo, yo, concrete techniques, bomb beats and cause casualities
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| My facalty, hold it down like gravity, rapidly
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| Sweatin like weapons to adolescence, ghetto residence
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| Quick to pass since your present, state of the slum
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| Kill 4 play the drums
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| Face 1, their course was now, the snake tounge, Im deep into this
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| I sometimes gasp for air, deadly warfare
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| Hot block cop and gold stares, shots clear
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| Like fireworks on july the 4th, weapons get torn, fugitive slidin off
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| My force is combined, new world, 2009
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| Digital, criminals, we make mills in cyber-crime
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| Its all planned ahead, 2 times
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| I see the chimes through a great mind
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| The heaviest chain could not bind
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| (chorus, killah priest)
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| We stare you eye to eye
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| We tell the truth no lie
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| We cross our heart and hope to die. |
| hope to die.
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| High ranked officials and armed tanks with missles, blood drizzle
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| Simple fact, you slept on the issue, that before you started jerkin
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| Joysticks and segas, I was rockin off 100 watt amps in cerwin-vega
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| To fine tune it, ship enough units
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| Emcees ask, who be those rhyme killers in mask
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| No doubt, difficult task, the last in the square, beware
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| Infinite amount of darts is in the air, Im victorious
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| With no opponents, I blast through components, with microphonics
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| Watch the whole world live the moment, anything in time
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| Became approaching this, are incompable of speech, remains motionless
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| Hope to die. |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cross My Heart, artist - GZA/Genius. Album song Heavy Mental, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп