For the Future of Hip-Hop - Killah Priest, Pugs Atomz, Awdazcate

The Iron Sheikh is just like, is where I count mystical, strong,

and that’s a part of the style, you know what I mean?

The Iron part really come from the pen, you know what I mean?

The pen is the

iron, and it ya know and that’s…

The Sheikh part is how, was what I represent, ya know what I mean?

Anything East, anything Far East so ya know what I mean?

Before Western

medicine

Yeah

Killah Priest, Iron Sheikh from the Middle East

peace

Coming down from the Cosmos, landed here in Chicago

Yo… let’s do it, uh, yo

Futuristic lyrics when you hear it put you in spirits

Double helix, ancient times and lit the village

Hip-hop astronaut like acid drops

Lucid dreams, music kings on castle tops

Castle rock, vivid writer, the cyber ciphers

New age enlightener

The beat-programming

The flow is landing on earth planet

Just seen it

It’s double handed, yeah

The word shift soloist, the digital cannon pop

Words of hip-hop

The truth came from the Wu-Tang Killa Bee

You know the thrilla, G

The killer, the illest is Killah Priest

The memoirs of the future trapped inside of computers

The word maneuver, space intruders

My brain’s the booster

I blast off without a passport

Gas talk

Dictating words so observe like my verbs

Or green tea, produce L-theanine, let it brew

The memories give you clues

For the future of hip-hop, respect due

For the future of hip-hop, respect due

For the future of hip-hop, respect due

Cold, cold in the city, hot in the blocks

Cold in the city, hot in the blocks

Cold, cold in the city, hot in the blocks

Cold in the city, hot in the blocks

Cold, hot,

Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth

I glow like cyclone, radioactive with my flow

Dedicated, the tabernacle on acids

Man’s hands, ample with jabs

Stick up the host on cash cabs

No questions, just run the money bag

Joe say money bad

Just visited the old hood, damn, money’s bad

Make a beat on a track phone

That’s steels and HAM

(Damn, on a track phone?) money’s bad

Pugs loves, slaughtering most

Black around the dough like burnt toast

And the money don’t smell funny like sour

Clean with my regime, that’s Clorox in the flow

I thought you should know

(I thought you should know)

For the future of hip-hop, respect due

For the future of hip-hop, respect due

For the future of hip-hop, respect due

For the future of hip-hop, respect due

My music is basically just off my experience

I just really just try to listen to the music and let it tell me what to write

I was influenced by pretty much some of everybody

I mean my biggest influences are more artists, and I kinda put that into my

rapping

‘cause like my art is really based around collages so my rap is kinda that same

way