Saviorself - Jedi Mind Tricks, Killah Priest

Yeah, I built with Alexander the Great

He told the Persians they should stay gone

Then he told me about the Oracle of Amar

He gave me no clue, where it is Men feared time, yet time feared the pyramids

He gave me more jewels, he told me that

Amenhotep was a moral tool, I can’t overstand hieroglyph

So I called Killah Priest, and he taught me how to follow it I walked through the Valley of the Kings

With a white robe, white rose and what I will brings

And your whole team Judas, my road thin, gold skin like Juicis

I speak the dialog of the dead, I practiced the same more tactics

In King Arthur’s head, so let the swordsmen kill the beast

It’s a Legacy of Blood, with Vinnie Paz and Killah Priest

The Sun Won’t Come Out, unless the crowd start this

Cause if it was my choice, you all dance in darkness — CL Smooth Sun Won’t Come

Out

And on this burst, you’ll gave work to the worst

Get the pen from the nurse, and hold the mic up first

The rhymes, the rhymes, rhymes on the voter

Burn him as a sacrifice

I paint flows with the feathers from the wings of angels

Red ink from saint blood, nigga, you ain’t thug

Stare into the face of a king’s mug

Crush grape, feel the wine jug, ill thoughts

Build from the mind of rhyme, rose, off the tongue like fine rugs

Let me walk you through this, for the clueless

I’m Shakespeare’ing, with grey earrings

Speak like Tiburians, write novels

Spit it like Aristotle, face half Pharoah

And half owl, I took the path of Cairo

Came back with the Dead Sea Gospel

Now known as the Dead Street Apostle

We shoot 'em feds, use them hollows

Bullets spread, til they meet Diablo

Stars in enlightment, Priest meet with Jedi Mind Tricks

Reach them climates, where you can’t breath

Stay high off that dead weed, in the mind is where I plant seeds

To grow fruit, of king’s so brute, of army troops

Mighty men in celestial suits

You need healing, my mic give you incredible boost

Where I use satellite vision, stare at my alphabetical soup

Plus I use the Big Dipper to take, more than one scoop, it’s Priesthood

Straight up, we serve justice

So if they can’t be trusted, may you return where the dust is —

Smif-N-Wessun

The rhymes, the rhymes, rhymes on the voter

Burn him as a sacrifice

And on this burst, you’ll gave work to the worst

Get the pen from the nurse, and hold the mic up first

The rhymes, the rhymes, rhymes on the voter

Burn him as a sacrifice

I studied element 1−15, with the Eloheim

Saw the Canaanites, Sumerians, and the Philistines

This is street gospel, if you don’t believe

In life at Mars, that mean the beast got you

You don’t wanna see me and Killah Priest hostile

You don’t wanna see, desert eag’heat pop you

This is Mothman Prophecy, walk back

To the sand of Iraq, and let the prophet breath

Returned all our water in the Tracik seas

And walk in the wall with armor that I copped in the breeze

Then I shoot the thieves, with a long arrow

Studied Imhotep, to be a strong Pharoah

It’s a war when the God’s spit

It’s Allah, when I split the ice birds, in the often

I don’t care what the cause is And I’mma ride for my fam, no matter what the cost is Yeah, Vinnie Paz, Killah Priest, yea

Priesthood, Maccabeez, yeah, Army of Pharoah

Aight?

Yeah