Cross My Heart

It's the visiting king supreme all heal kiss the ring into a [unverified]
I blow steam from the families of the Mackabees
Smack emcees watch them scream your majesty
Make them suffer the capacity of tragedy
Hold the crowd down like gravityBack the fuck off, stop grabbing me hands off
Me niggas start to bore meI'm getting sleepy I need some coffee
Me and my wu-bandits
We carry niggas deep in the canvas
Body bandage, like some mummiesYou fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me
It's the longest waited, the most anticipated
The album amputated scream the name out Killah Priest
I leave the blood filling in the streetI'm from the dark hills of Brownsville
The seven shields on windmills across the killing fields
Never forget it, tell them rap critics, I speak in horrific
So they can never get it, I'm too scientific, lyrics explicitI roll with thirsty niggas, thief's and killers
Tigers, gorillas, faces like Godzilla
We stomp rappers and smile like a Calm-Della
We got iller cross my heart both hope to dieWe multiply, by the hundred fuckin' by the thousand
Leave me out [unverified] so grounded
Beatin' up your soundman playa haters and players
We give um' cold stares any last prayersYo, yo, concrete techniques, bomb beats and cause causalities
My facalty, hfacultyold it down like gravity, rapidly
Sweatin' like weapons to adolescence, ghetto residence
Quick to pass since your present, state of the slumKill 4 play the drums face 1
Their course was now, the snake tongue
I'm deep into this
I sometimes gasp for air, deadly warfareHot block cop and gold stares, shot's clear
They fire was on July the 4th,
Weapons get torn, fugitive slidin' off
My force is combined, new world, 2009
Digital, criminals you'll make meals in cyber-crimeLet's all plan ahead, 2 times
I keep the chimes to a great mind
The head that you take, you're not blindWe stare you eye to eye
We tell the truth no lie
We cross our heart and hope to die
Hope to dieHigh ranked officials and armed tanks with missiles
Blood drizzle simple fact, you slept on the issue
That b-boy started jerkin' joysticks a Sega
I was rockin' off 100 watt amps in, 2 fine tune itShip enough units, emcees ask
Who be those rhyme killers in mask
No doubt, difficult task, the last in the square, beware
Infinite amount of darts is in the airI'm victorious with no opponents
I blast through components with microphonics
Watch the whole world live the moment
Anything in time became approaching this
Are incompable of speech, remains motionlessWe stare you eye to eye
We tell the truth no lie
We cross our heart and hope to die
Hope to dieWe stare you eye to eye
We tell the truth no lie
We cross our heart and hope to die
Hope to die, hope to die