Visionz - Killah Priest

Vision

To give you vision

Intervention

Life adventures

White winters

Israelite upon the night remembrance

Celebrate existence

Snowflakes take the shape of a bright empress

My cold hands reach for the princes in linen

But then there’s shoot outs

Drug wars

Liquor stores

Cops kick in the door (yo yo what up?)

Visions of war

Prison ward so high

Bodies stiff in the morgue

Drug sniffin dogs piss in the halls

They frisk us on floors

While hitting our jaws

Twisting the laws

System is flaws

Wisdom no more

Hating ourselves

Gated in hell

Overpopulated

Those that thought they made it

Still taking our wealth

Raping ourself

Pyramid falls

Into stone man lakes

Most high would call

We used to hear him from space

Mosaic laws

Appeared in our face

Angels applaud

Mothers embraced

Strangers explored

Manna we taste

Cosmic thoughts

Turn my brain into a gothic quartz

Crystal

Now Israel

Kneel before a coptic cross

God knowledge was lost

Used to be flossed

Now its nudity taught

Your beauty decoursed

Light menorahs

Recite the Torah

Anoint my head with white waters

Bright aura

Welcome to the psychic life of Walter

Israelite Christ talker

The sky walker

Faithful Gabriel angel

Husband son wife daughter

The righteous order

The sun light the moon night

Yo who’s the author

I write by torture

All so the good life can offer

Street reporter

Priest speaks to pro tools recorders

The wise man

From the highlands

Hold our wives hands

Righteous eye scan

The mind span

The tribes stand

We’re aryan

The most high’s plan

If the eye brand

Skys is tanned over the hot sands

Yo we entrepreneurs since dinosaurs

Yom Kippur

Palms on floors

On Rosh Hashanah

Love thick as a rasta’s ganja

Twelve sit in the father’s honour

Natural mist was cast upon us

The tea ceremony

The holy of holies

Sacred testimony

The trees a bodhi

The priest were bony

They pointed slowly

Showed me it was me

In Nairobi

Teepees of the Hopis

Inside it was smoky

The chief spoke ghostly

His eye was stony

The sky was snowy

The vibe was cosy

The tribe watched closely

I got at them with poetry

Culturally

Nobly

Vocally

Ultimately

Globally

Totally I flow Jehovatry

To give you vision

To give you vision

That’s all I wanna do…

To give you vision

That’s all we doing right here…

To give you vision

We just vibing out…

To give you vision

Thats what we do…

To give you vision

That’s why we write rhymes…

To give you vision

Why we speak on the mic…

To give you vision