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[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, uh-huh, back again
The Priesthood, yeah, brought it
We up in here now, it s time to eat
Gotta look at myself, want ya ll to turn around
Watch this, yo

[Chorus 4X: sample]
Turn around, every now and then
I get a little bit lonely
You re never coming back..

[Killah Priest]
Alone and thinkin , zonin
Then I pick up my ink pen and hold it
Like the bullet that went in, they blinkin , I m frozen
Stuck between time, the pass and the present
From early adolesence, to fiends that s crashin and beggin
A pad is my blessin with it, I m addin my lessons, so vivid
Through life, things I ve done wrong, and do right
I had a few nights, of comin in drunk, fightin with punks
At club, writin to front, stomp it with gloves
Cats pumpin they drugs on Ave., I jumped in the cab
Head to the lab, grab my pen and my pad, feel the wind draft
Dump the insensce ash inside the hour glass
Watchin it slowly slippin as I drift in the past
Watchin the secret sands, remind me the extinction of man
If we don t unite, I ll think of plans
The king is a hand, the handwriting s on the wall of the project halls
In graffiti, written like swahili
All harmonic, Priest is like a god when he speaks
Plants his feet on the ground, wore the crown
All of ya ll turn around, baby

[Chorus 4X w/ ad-libs]

[Killah Priest]
My verse runs deep like smack through a veteran s vein
See cats on the train beggin for change
Need medicine for they pain, I m in heavy rain
Sweat testin my aim, carve in my bullets with the president s name
Destined to reign, feel guns bust while cats discuss
About the gats they bust, and loyalty among employees
The more weed, the more they mind s stay freed
The more the nines get squeezed, the more the crime leads
The more they blind me, push that light far behind me
I seeked ashanti s and monks in the hills, I dwelled months for real
No deal, but still hold the steel
Sometimes I spaz out, pull my pad out
Then my pad sprouts to a crackhouse, filled with drug dealers
Some thugs, some killers, my pen s a paintbrush
Colorin the old school cats with gangstas
For every word that I print on paper
Is like a proverb from a prince in Asia

[Chorus to fade w/ ad-libs]

So you ve decided to blame him again for all your choices.
Seem like the softer way out.
You think you just might make life easyer to swallow will it.
You made a fine career out of guilt.
Maybe he just did the best he could with what he had

I am in love

I am dejected. I am depressed.
Yet resurrected and sailing the crest.
Why this elation, mixed with deflation?
What explanation? I am in love.

Such conflicting questions rise
around in my brain: Should I order cynanide
or order champagne?

Oh, what...

Let me in your life

La, la, la, la, la.
I only want to love you, please don’t push me away,
Let me in your life.
I wasn’t there when he hurt you, so why should I
Have to pay, let me in your life.
I want to share your...

Rock heavy

All you people, got to get together
Don t confuse it, try to make it better
No more nation against nation, all this narrow vision
All you lawyers, all you teachers and you politicians

Are you ready? Are you ready?
Amen, I ll say...

Turn it around

(Chorus)
It doesn’t really matter what you lack
He’s always there to knock the monkey off your back
It’s so amazing that he loves you like that
You got to turn it around, turn it around, yeah

A touch of kindness is where it’s at
You know what goes...