Body of Light - Killah Priest

Rhymes compressed in the complex conscious

Context concepts its contents

Here to comet, come pest conquest is accomplished

On the planet till the mind launches

Thoughts teleport to the realms of darkness

Like a cosmic starship, subconscious where God sits

Standing on the shoulders of the galaxies looking at a New Reality

Above the Earth, beneath Gods balcony

Through the Universe through the eyes of the storm in the forms of an Odyssey

Shooting torpedoes at the evil from the wheel of Ezekiel with the wings of an

Eagle

I come to heal the people, snatch the seal and reveal the Hebrews

Nimrod birthday, day of Christmas

Food for thought out of satellite dishes

I snatch out your biochip, rearrange your manuscript

Make you into a brand new kick

A secret life of Daniel Smith, a robot that will grow in a box

Put codes in his clock, your head explode when I flow off top

Four kings ruled for seven thousand years

In a time heaven fell from the spheres

Priest, the legend would appear

With Angelical weapons in his gear

Like war-hammer, helmets with deer antlers

On the throne with pair of panthers

Warlocks and Witch elves with the powers to switch realms

Got owls to spit spells, got knives that will split elks

Warrior face with thick whelps

Why need a fountain of youth, when I’m surrounded by Zeus

Well rounded in the truth, giant fist pound through the roof

MCs get hit with the nukes

I arrive at the door of immortality violently

Those of challenge me, I have a dead MC gallery

A mortuary with heads on the doors are scary

These raps walls are heavy, get grabbed by the paws of the hairy

I kill MCs, destroy their souls

Catch 'em at the crossroads with crossbrow

On a spirit horse surrounded by red crows

Like I read those dead scrolls

And the dead rose, Angels breaking their bones

Their wings turn into stone as they’re returning home

Into the divine realm from the mortal world back to the mind-elm

This rapper’s a juggernaut, what I jot is the brother lot

MCs are turn to the pillars of salt

Killah’s a force, revealing the source, still in the vault

Made with the steel and the bolt, like Peyton Manny I’m standing

A plethera of greatness shaped into a crown of praises

God of the ages, sacred language found in my pages, catch phrases

GodzWrath, bars of math and science

Vampire Vikings Insane asylums, tyrants and Lunatic Island

Trials of witches, bow for forgiveness

Head full of stitches, bed full of crickets

Peaceful walks through the cemeteries

Hail Mary sends the worry

Body swinging from the tree of knowledge, Adam and Eve

It goes slower and slower

Purple lips, the hand’s getting colder and colder

On his skin were a bag and stick

On his forehead is written Judas, I left the game with music

Came back engulf the flames with shooters

With Ein Sof, the name of the rulers

Mediate on the will of the star trooper

Tea running down my face like Buddha

Body of Light, the Book of Life

The Body of Light