Killah Priest — Heat of the Moment

[Intro] Stop You thought you smart, huh? I got you [Verse 1] I'm tied up in the basement, blindfolded by nine soldiers With rare paintings and fine sculptures They spoke blatant, their nine's loaded They put a gat to the back of the blind poet I want to cry but I try and hold it, one of them notice Crack me over the skull with a crime motive They made a toast to my death, I rose to my feet With the heat close to my flesh May I say these last words to my enemies passing the Earth? Laughing at my passion and merge, "Okay, kill me if y'all wanna" Slay me and never play the corner, cold winters You're all goners, tell your mamma call the coroners You get me, and God gets you, it makes sense, don't it? In the heat of the moment [Chorus] In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the shit gets real In the heat of the moment, y'all know the deal In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the shit gets real In the heat of the moment, y'all know the deal [Verse 2] After the sunshine there's rain, after the laughter there's pain After my chapter there's flames After the rapture the master shall reign Shockwaves blacken the terrain, and man looks strange Open the book, see I'm king, read my name, and see thy wings Believe I changed, I went with the horse, slept at the pastor's door Heard the whispers through my enemy's walls Rode the elevator to the thirteenth floor Console with Gandhi, since God placed his hands upon me I rose up commanding the army, demanding my laundry Talk to monks, holding a pump Y'all niggas wanna roll, what y'all want? Shout at Satan, shout at the pagans Cats waving, one of the brave men; Priest [Chorus] In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the shit gets real In the heat of the moment, y'all know the deal In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the shit gets real In the heat of the moment, y'all know the deal [Verse 3] I know somewhere my assassins await Setting traps at my place Phones tapped, all my actions are traced I lay back strapped at the waist Who's this bitch with a match in my face? I don't know, "Don't smoke 'em, thank you" Slipped something in my drink with an ice cube Nice move, bright jewels, she's with this white dude She said "I like you, I'm in the right mood" And she comes with a price too, but as the night grew She saw the black heart, the Archangel Michael My gats spark vital, her arms show track marks Close the rival (Priesthood) [Chorus] In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the shit gets real In the heat of the moment, y'all know the deal In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the shit gets real In the heat of the moment, y'all know the deal In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the shit gets real In the heat of the moment, y'all know the deal In the heat of the moment, my enemies feel The heat from my chrome kick, I can't sell You hit an opponent, the shit gets real In the heat of the moment [Outro] Priest is going to get you, Priest is going to get you Priest is going to get you, Priest is going to get you Priest is going to get you, Priest is going to get you


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