Tekster:
Priest Killah I Killed The Devil Last Night

nigga, (Geah, I gotta go hard) Not cause everybody doin' it, not at all, (Nah) Cause they fabricatin' it, lyin' to y'all, true story (Word) I mean, I

[Killah Priest:] It's amazin' how I just won't stop The heathens come with their plots Mixtapes I drop, then another one I give it away for free cause

loot I told 'em I been lookin' for you I swear to God y'all, all this is true I killed the devil last night I shot 'em cold blooded He looked at me, his

[Killah Priest:] Flyin' in my spaceship, seven-hundred Niggas in lobbies, they gettin' blunted Who want it? The power's comin' Spelled P.W.O.W.R. The

[Killah Priest:] My man rolled up a path of souls Said he packed with gold Lit it up, took a puff his eyes has closed Coughed in his speech, said the

thru the pen I call my verse the Virgin, pray to St. Mary before I begin Is Priest superstitious or loose with his vision? [Killah Priest:] The thought

[Intro:] (lockup) I really done it this time, I can't believe this (Man up, stop talking) I'm just a kid man, I broke my mom's heart [Killah Priest:]

[Killah Priest:] I laugh at you peasants, the death birds keep peckin' I'm destined for blesses My lessons adolescence till I'm out of the presence Her

loot I told 'em I been lookin' for you I swear to God y'all, all this is true I killed the devil last night I shot 'em cold blooded He looked at me, his