All Hail
(Intro) KamachiYeah, Kamachi & PriestThe Chapel doors are back openHaha! YEAH![Chief Kamachi]I don't bargain wit the devil or the sin he produceBefore I sell my people out, you can string up a nooseI'm a Zulu, I laugh at the lightning of ZeusThe light from my aura, enough to ripen the fruitsA mic and some truths, enlighten the youthsRap Jihad, my voice make salat on the loopsArabian Knights, prayer rugs kept in the boothTo the east my brother, where I step wit the troopsKeep coming back; making sure the rest can get looseLike O Harriet, Holy Land, sail in the chariotMy body gold from the land where they buried itMother earth my first, no choice but to marry itBurdens of the world is cool, how I carry itI'm not a snitch or Judas IscariotHow could I fear bid? Nigga here it isYou love Ferraris and Barbie's, we build pyramidsWe from different minds, different continentsDifferent consciousness, different ProphetsDifferent times, Kamachi & PriestThe Church of Philly and Brook give us donationsDon't give us the lookCuz we don't live by the word; we live wit the bookI see something classic is happening, the people is hookIts real hip-hop, you should be taking a lookIts real hip-hop, you should be taking a look(Chorus) Kamachi 4xAyo, y'all better 'All Hail'Or when the King's come, voice is all yellBless us and sing some[Killah Priest]I emerge from crack smoke, rats and roachesGats that poke, young cats that wrap up dopeThe hopeless, I'm poor man's dreamMoorish King, the locust, over the spectrumPriest the Nephilim, focus - your eyes on the eagleCathedrals size I'm holding, a pen lethalA needle inscribed, the dopenessPharaoh headdress, right before my bed restCommercial raps singing hooks, I can care lessA mystery books, sacred beater on my bed chestPriest Osiris, black chalk around my eye lidsGold mask, broad nose and wide lipsWriting papyrus, light inside my irisSight of a psychic, coloring flows, my mic's a pilotWhen it comes to hook I'm like a PiratePriest-Kamachi we ether the bodyFlood streets like TsunamisBring heat like when you eat wasabi Priest the skeleton, my words is the fleshThe flow is the melanin, song is the breathMy rhyme's the medicine, it can cure after deathMy mind's the Afterlife, the thoughtThese are the words I manifest and invest(Chorus) Kamachi 4x(Outro) PriestYeah, so there you have it, it's not just a rumor, it's realReal hip-hop is back up in the buildingChief Kamachi & Killah Priest, colloboHAHAHAHA, laugh at all you fakesKnow'what'I'mean? UGH, don't get scared, don't runG-Sciples! Shout it outYeah, yeah, yeah, uh, just thug it outGuerilla, guerilla ya self, side 2 sideJust guerilla ya self