Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Goodbye Featuring Solstice , by - Killah Priest. Release date: 12.09.2019
Song language: English
Goodbye Featuring Solstice |
| Uh. |
| Black August |
| Good Morning America |
| It’s Killah Priest back at ya |
| I’m feelin’good tonight, uh-huh |
| Priesthood, Big U in the house, SoulStice |
| We gon’do this, stay focused |
| Yeah, I feel it, uh-huh |
| Yeah. |
| yeah, yo, yo The mouth and tongue of Malcolm |
| Tellin’my publicist, fuck this government |
| Go 'head and make my album, this is the judgment |
| Vacate the island, billions will start wildin' |
| The feelin’of violence will have trillions in silence |
| Or watchin’the news, Arabs against Jews |
| They bombin’the schools, political fools |
| Liberal move, is all confused, gun users |
| Instead of peace talk, fuck this world |
| I ride for Z. York, pass the heat off |
| I blast at Farahkhan to overthrow Babylon |
| Fuck this world, that’s why we carry on By the Email Fidel, tell him meet me on the D.L. |
| No longer a free world, think of shank or Verra' |
| This be the days of terror. |
| SoulStice |
| Oh shit, amazin’grace, how sweet the sound |
| Savin’slaves, another body found |
| Bound to the streets where we drown if we sleep |
| We make heat instead of peace |
| Struggle to heat, and breathe |
| On Shiek metal swords before we eat |
| To teach, shake my head in disbelief |
| 41 shots, a young brotha deceased |
| Gunned down by police, is there no justice, no peace? |
| So fuck the police, listen, I walk with P. |
| Ignorance leakes like back streets of sickness |
| Or disease, and our weakness, we bleed |
| Deceive to believe in this modern Eden, we thieve |
| Conceive through this belly, we beasts |
| Ninety thieves stalk woods for Priest |
| Leave out this laws of Camenites |
| We strive to rise like height |
| But through hate we over-weigh our fate |
| And fall like meteorite, to spread the self-sacrifice |
| Instill like these parasites, in drug bites |
| Prescribe a mind of 360 degree fahrenheit |
| In the dark like midnight, these words I recite |
| I once was blind but now I. |
| See the light. |
| Freedom fights in prison, sprung from religion |
| Taught by elders, the system failed us, no one to help us Priest is, withstanding Priestess, but stand on thrones judgin’Egypt |
| Peep the eclipse, the shadows cover the moon |
| The Devils govern the fools, they stubborn as Jews |
| Pearls before swine, I quiz them, they need more time |
| Seek the wisdom, free your mind |
| From the cobras, it’s Priest and SoulStice |
| We came to teach the culture |
| We can stand the heat like vultures |
| Open ya wings, the soul of a King |
| Song of a Queen, dawned with the wings |
| Bow and kiss 'em, if he’s a fraud than strip 'im |
| From all this badness, greet him with daggers |
| We more than rappers, we the masters |
| Even after. |
| World War 3, the war of intelligence |
| The court, self-defence is common sense |
| Third corridors and drug stores |
| Immensely spokes and leave scars of no evidence |
| Dense minds outlined in chalk, the refined walk |
| Can rise again like cocks, a ressurection at box |
| Religious, intervenous, take my name in vain |
| Clinically insane, hold secrets |
| Mentally slain for their repentance by the government |
| Hold the third commandment, who’s the man sent? |
| Modern Lazurus, hands wake the nation |
| It’s revelations, I’m takin’medication, my head is achin' |
| I’ve been by a weapon since the 11th |
| Stars and stripes vs. a star and crescent |
| God’s blessin', be a soldier, I gotta speak out on Oprah |
| I’m Under Siege, I grab my gun and fatigues |
| Plead my woman and seeds, hundreds shall bleed |
| I speak blunted from weed |
| Do y’all really want peace or y’all wanna see war? |
| Crates of candles on crates of C4 |
| Why they rich and why we poor? |
| If he Jacob do that make him Esaw? |
| Is Colin Powell really Bush as Igor? |
| Why did terrorist attack the entire Eastern seaboard? |
| Who taught the men to kill theyselves? |
| They’re received Allah’s rewards, we need to read more |
| Priest, I rap with razor blades on the side of each jaw |
| In the millenium, war against Palestinians |
| A century is done, plenty of guns |
| Plenty of bombs, many shall come |
| And my name, a homeless man ridin’a train |
| Day and night, leavin’my head with migraines |
| It’s the atomic age, we either smokin’chronic or sage |
| The blood of Jesus, Decepti-concept |
| Martin Luther King had a dream |
| Gun shots create a smokescreen |
| We throw on concrete, I wear a bandana like the Panthers |
| Back to court with my handgun |
| It’s real as the masonic seal on a dollar bill |
| Conspiracy theories that got Kennedy killed |
| Or the secret governments, Blood and Crip |
| Worldwide, look at the future through your third eye |
| GoodBye. |