Alien Stars - Killah Priest

Priest the magnificent poet

I walk inside a Hindu Temple

Tripping while I fall and transform Into a trail of lotus

Then disappear like hocus pocus

When it comes to stretching ideas I do aerobics

So start flexing your joints

Because I won’t stop till I’m done stretching my point

The art of the rhyme started in the mind

A paradigm shift sperm hardened into a spine

His spine turn into the caduceus

The two dragons begin the looping, I ride to the gaze of Anubis

The Mayan stars to turn different ways like a Rubik’s

I could take a topic that’s worthless

Boring eyes in the popular searches just by dropping these verses

I’m a prisoner of the moment, so when I see a pen, I go in

I start my sentence, I hit my bars, that’s when it begins

Now my fossils is found in the cosmos

Link with the bones that they found in Morocco

Link with the mic that they found in the Congos

It was guarded by people wearing the ponchos

The burial plot surrounded by bronco’s

Standing on hind legs, behind him was a cave

The anthropologist stood amazed

This is divine soil, the paranormal

Prime-mortal that came through a time portal

To rhyme for you, can’t trace my race

From a different time and space, I was never designed from an ape

Was never a primate, I’m from a place, called the mindstate

Wait!

My first nation was called the imagination

In time, we became determination

To put substance in the perception of oneness

Spinning spiral threads, creating a cosmic spider web

To catch wonders, in all planes of dimensions of matter

Counters of information and data

Balance of mental sensations we gathered

The carriers of light, through the triple stages of night

Then I blew greatness into phrases that I write

In the land of Erech, when the madness entered

Only when the Father repented and the Sabbath ended

The land of Admah where Cain explained to a scribe

What happen between him and his brother when he died

He smirk as he commanded his army to do drills in the dirt

He said, «You know what really hurts, after you departure

I really have nothing left» and by the time I’m deceased

I’ll probably transform into the Angel of Death

And re-enter your atmosphere, dragging angels by their hair

Fire and brimstone raining from his spheres

Blood and crowns fallen while we sit on our horses

And I laugh as I look at my family portrait

I figure I found the first city

And knowing in their heart, they showed pity

Who want to rule the Earth with me?

The God of the Garden, the first son of Nod

The brotherhood of the marking

Detached Lamech and Tubal-cain

Kill em, the removal of the brain

The land of cannibal, the mistaken me as an animal

Now mistake me as Hannibal

Thousands of elephants impaled on the fence of Heaven

This mountain shaken the gates, I’ll be a legend

He turned around, screaming «victory» to his brethren

Which turned into skeletons in seconds, he turned back

His flesh also melted in the face of the army presence

No weapon is formed

Kings die

God’s live on

Planet we on

So don’t contest who’s the best lyricist

When you rhyme like from the futuristic time of period

Also you rhyme like you climbed out of a pyramid

And you shine, like you returned from a pilgrimage

Or a shrine, like the minds that designed the Book of Genesis

And mankind, made in Our images

When your message like the Epic of Gilgamesh

When your imperfection is accepted, you’re limitless

I scared myself

For eons