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killah priest x shroom - story to tell lyrics
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[verse 1]
i mastered the rhyme, the last of my kind
sit back with a cigar, recapture the time
and zoom into the picture of me crafting my lines
in the room, writing scripture was a passion of mine
splashing design
the paper would decorate the raps that would shine
the math was defined
black was divine
now everybody rap like they packin’ a 9
they trash [?] sign
the radio plays it and plays it ’til we stuck in the matrix
rappers get rushed to the pavement
from the dust of the bas_m_nt is where i got touched with the greatness
now i’m written up in the pages
like king tut through the ages
my white wings up in the paintings
double edge sword, helping the lord, would k!ll satan
it’s real dangerous, but we fight for the righteous nation
[refrain]
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
i got a story to tell
gather ‘round, young boys and girls
[comment]
know what i mean?
always making money
always doing something
having a good time, it’s funny
taking the a train all the way to harlem
the j train, take it through brooklyn
f train, take it through queens
and the e train, the 1, 2 and 3, that go to the bronx
just havin’ fun, you know what i mean?
hip_hop, hip_hop
[verse 2]
my wings got heavy, my dreams were scary
seems like every scene i’m buried
and every screen i seen was blurry
corny rap, i mean the king got worried
writing schemes, 16s were deadly
like ali, i seen the flurry
that’s how i became legendary, never secondary
weapon ready, watch you rest in the mortuary
the weed got beef, but i don’t do dairy
i knock out your t__th, the weight on the ferry
my favorite sweets are [?] cherries
check the technique for my adversaries
embarrass ‘em so bad they’re breathing barely
i’m taking straight shots, y’all teasing baileys
i got bars, y’all got secrets to tell me
i take hearts, y’all taking selfies
[refrain]
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
pass the mic, i got a story to tell
i got a story to tell
gather ‘round, young boys and girls
[comment]
you know what i mean?
always do what i think
priest, you got the story to tell
you’re always making it
always making it happen
whatever, just chillin’
you know what i mean?
the fly new whips, everything
brooklyn, queens, bronx, staten island, shaolin
it’s all fine
k!llah priest, yo, just keep going, man
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