Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Come with Me, artist - Killah Priest.
Date of issue: 04.05.2015
Song language: English
Come with Me |
As I lay upon my bed, I stare at the ceiling |
The feeling inside me is dead, what’s that voice I’m hearing |
So I reach for the spread, pull it back, saw demons |
Making my wife give 'em head, I wake up screaming |
What is the meaning, am I dead?, Am I still dreaming? |
Will I wrestle with this devil whenever I’m sleeping |
Wake up behind the metal of a federal precinct |
Or be found in the ghetto taking several of beatings? |
From policemen, will I die for what I believe in? |
Will I ride until I’m no longer breathing? |
I need to know until my soul is leaving through that hole, I see Him |
Up that road to meet Him and behold His kingdom |
And I stand before His judgement, my body a ghost |
I’m seeing dozens of my cousins, distant and close |
Whether relatives or friends, I remember them both |
Then I walk, what’s that? |
my end, then a voice had spoke |
It said. |
Come with me, I’ll take you there |
Come with me, have no fear |
All I saw was fire and smoke and bodies that roast up |
Young adults that were under a cloke |
And took a number of oaths 'til they hung from a rope |
I said damn, I saw my man pull a gun from his coat |
Ran up before the preacher popped one in his throat |
I ain’t scared because the chair share hundreds of volts |
And I know this is not the place that he wanted to go |
I want to leave because this place here is punishing folks |
So I fell on both knees, face pouring with sweat |
When an angel approached me, placed a sword on my neck |
I cried with every bit of pride all on my breath |
There I was strapped to a bed having war on my flesh |
The priest threw holy water on me, called me possessed |
Doctors held me down but I tore through my vest |
Psychiatrists came, read the results of my test |
I threw up over the nurses, left the floor in a mess |
Come with me! |
Come with me |
I dreamed of harm and blood, rusty chainsaws, bodies in tubs |
That painted walls, saw armys of thugs |
Saw men made zombies from drugs |
Enemies from centuries fill my body with slugs |
There I was in paradise, the marriage of Christ |
I saw nazarites, all gathered in white |
Written down in the tablets of life |
What it means while the church at the Vatican fight? |
There were flames, I passed through a traveling light, I was changed |
Became a phantom of the night, the upper plain |
No longer suffer the same, had enough of the pain |
Felt a rush in my vein, words stuck in my brain |
Had nothing to gain, everything to loose |
Which cliques of the game do I claim to choose? |
Saw every ancient tomb and the saints in bloom |
Heard the sounds of the trumpets as the angels blew |
Come with me! |