| Lyrics: | [Daddy Rose]
Hasmonian Dynasty, Maccabean Revolt
Come down on you, Masada arose the
beloved
Daddy Rose, Prodigal Sunn, Masada the eagle scholar
Back to P stone nation, Red Dawn
to the death, nigga
Violins play, Rose petals fly in the wind
Mans bargaining with
fallen angels but he dies in his sin
The world is in chaos, many try to pretend
I stop
smoking weed now I get high off my pen
Grandma? alcoholic she might die off the gin
Devil
smirks I grab a gun and blow off his grin
I spend my days inhaling in the sun rays
Thirsty
youth in my hood just escape the gun blaze
No more church on Sundays, just wake on
Mondays
He didn? value his life now six feet my son lay?
I study chi-kung cultivate my
energy and become
the cosmic light of the slums
I heal the mind reveal how many slugs in
your nine
Dark clouds cover my soul, but my thuggin? divine
Black love, white glove black
doves
Egyptian Queens fine wine? and back rubs
Black thugs
[Chorus x1.5: Killah
Priest]
Black P stone, Maccabean Revolt
Sunz of the Rose, to this world folds, guns will
blow
[Killah Priest]
Project hallways fulled with broke niggaz
Broken bottles of
malt liquor, and coke sniffs
ERS, dope dealers and drug users with crack lighters
We thought
we made it, but somewhere shit backfired |
