Street Thesis - Killah Priest

The artistry night settles down over Montego Bay

The hustlers and ballplayers come in to play

Lifestyles give a grand view as Pan Am flew

Some nest down from the iron wings of Jet Blue

Dress shoes beach front penthouse, pimped out villas

For fly niggas, quiet killers

Millennium condominiums with wide pillars

The finest community’s resorts for golf, digital room keys

Luxury spas for broads, shopping, dining

The beach chair with the mayor reclining

A clear atmosphere, see the planets aligning, shining

Dive in the turquoise water, during sun-time

During the moon skyline the stars reflect like quarters

Then it’s casinos, poker the gamblers come out

But on the other side its soldiers, the hammers dump out

They shoot up corners, five Gs stashed for the lawyers

In case someone saw ya' amongst the snake-talkers

The night walkers the native New Yorkers

All the way across the borders, we hit the streets like savages

Start apartheid like the Africans

M-16 with banana clips

The streets made us like this, I told my psycho-analyst

Can’t handle it

Better than a young man’s knowledge is an old man’s experience

Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious

Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger

More thorough in the mind, street thesis

We all in prison, none of us free

Shop in the richest neighborhood, it’s still government cheese

Shove ‘em and squeeze, gut ‘em and leave, blood on their sleeve

Cut ‘em with these, roll ‘em in a rug under trees

Mob dude laughing, cartel assassins

Fucking guy, I use a barbell to bash ‘em

Democrats and the fascists, nukes pointed at the continent

Armed defense board of education decaying

Bombs commence attacks in Iraq, sign of the times

Money over mind soldiers in the line, Jehovah or the wine?

The news takes over the tube, face confused

This place is a zoo, meanwhile at Mr. Chow’s

Sitting down with black cards and fast cars are rap stars

That attracts y’all, if we don’t tell the truth to the youth

About their roots what they planned for you

We deserve the punishment due

Better than a young man’s knowledge is an old man’s experience

Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious

Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger

More thorough in the mind, street thesis

How I stay afloat as the GOAT, the rap game needed a pulse

Y’all beat it to pulps, what I seen was a bulb

Above my skull, I took the oath

Expose y’alls team as a hoax, what I seen was a joke

I went in the vaults

The murder I wrote never heard my approach

Silence will I kill the giant?

I’m still a lion

With the courage to give y’all the street coverage

Heat busting, flights with the Louis V. luggage

‘Till police cuff ‘em coming through customs

Slug ‘em or they drug ‘em

Bullets through his chest or his stomach

Death is sudden coming from the east, north, west and southern

Streets is stubborn you cheated, you fronted

The priest is governed by higher forces, maybe flying sources

From another orbit or they hide in waters

Found by scientists when I’m rhyming I am Hiram Abiff

My lines are the bricks

Better than a young man’s knowledge is an old man’s experience

Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious

Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger

More thorough in the mind, street thesis