Anakim Dreams - Killah Priest

Uh oh, yo 4th what’s the deal?

Yo Amir, this is what we got to do right now?

The Golden Deer Priest, the Eight Deer Ocelot Claw

4th, we got to go in again?

Aight, let’s go, yo

Anunnakis with animal bodies scanning safari

Shape-shift, land of Mugabe, that’s where the god be

With my Sumerian colleagues, lighters, cameras in lobbies

I’m channelling Gandhi, killers with hammers and party

The Technology Lord fights with a Mechanical Army

It’s the writer on the clay tablets, grave of the abbots

Pray through the Sabbath, God word splays at the dragon

His captain and his cabin

Engineer the beast gears with Satan mechanics

Pagans invaded our campus, nation implanted

The blood in my veins is true blue, blood in my wings is from Nibiru

The blood of a king, celestial beings, the Essenes, now who you?

Yo God

Matter of fact, what’s today’s mathematics?

Listen God, hold up

I’m the remnant of God descendants, star defender

The kindreds of all existence, start remember

Divine fist of the North Dipper

Secrets to challenge your chakras for my lost niggas

Or aka Walter Killah or meet my fist of the blue sky

The Wu cry (Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!) Zu

Now my Zu-Tribe, sacred fist of the Southern Star

God governs my bars, my style is above and beyond

The Dogon lift up the Trilithon

The Poem-Killah had formed, the Rap Christ lay on pillars of thorns

The 8 Deer Ocelot Claw, prophet on walls

Great as the Lord, great is his name

Swinging sword at cyborgs and robots

And y’all go watch wind-up toys, ya niggas get your throat chopped

Yeah, you know what I mean?..

The Psychic World, the Golden Deer, the Great Silent

Told y’all, Priest, told y’all, I’m out of here