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killah priest & 4th disciple - bring it back lyrics

bring back the real djs
the ones who played in front of pjs
all day
and i’m the emcee k!llah priest, your teacher
and please, don’t sit on the speakers

[?]
my alibi, apologize, the devil get [?]
my style is fly from out the tribes
i’m with this [?] chick heavy into bondage
we at a club called chaos out of darkness
she took a pill then offered me one
she said, “put it in your drink, let’s walk up to the sun”
[?]
she said “take half, k!llah” then offered me yayo
i’m on this dynamite stick, vanilla mango
she said this the best [?], she with a s+x slave
we in the room, call it batcave
gas mask, pierced navel
latex with a fat ass, coke on the table
the music electronic
she’s moving robotic
the girl is loose, she kept doing narcotics
she said, “priest, you’re so open+minded, i wanna be your girl”
“i wanna drink fine wine, take me around the world”
i told her it’s nothing, hold her up with loving
watch how i do this, control her with seduction
plus she knew this, controlled by the substance
then she folded, symptoms of concussions
out cold ‘cause the amount of her consumption
i used to love her but her heart stop functioning
it’s dr. incredible’s robot machine
chocolate edibles, cough drops of lean

- killah priest 4th disciple lyrics

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