Most High Songtext / Lyric

[Killah Priest]

My pages are canvas, the madness

Filled wit killers wit hammers

Galleries are projecties and poverty

Secrete societies ran by schools that Harvard breeds

The horror still haunts me, then the dark art we bleed

Upon the heads of the children

Spread through each building in the ghetto

Presto, pop up books of cops and crooks

Watched by Bush - organization

With horns of Satan, performs the ancient rituals of pagan

That's why I spit that Joshua Apocrypha

My mind's the photographer, the philosopher

The boss' head is in the pot for ya

The Moors spread the doctrine for us

To teach our black kids before the craft lift

Or shake in the casket

The last ship is at the rapture and that's it

It's that quick, this is that hit, this is that hit






(Chorus) Priest

Storms shall flown outta the skies

Look within and open your eyes

We are the children of the 'Most High'

Ha-haha-ha-haha-ha...



[Chief Kamachi]

The Western man abolished the arts

Children of Bethlehem did Astrology charts

Three Wise Men followed the stars

Now three American youths following cars

Bring truth it's what we doing for OZ

Sharp spiritual arches shooting from Mars

Go for your gold, stumbling souls

Ghetto heaven where the first stomach rumble as rose

But you are the future, the ones that are chose

Mind of the Sphinx's asked why'd they chisel the nose?

Cuz you pollute the Earth, you know how your seeds will grow

Life's a hard cell and death ain't reasonable

Still ain't blessed faith been good

I ain't Christian, them burnt crosses is wasting wood

Who knew a plate of food for thought could taste this good?

On my knees I prostrate and face the hood



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