[Intro: Killah Priest] Uh.. Black August Good Morning America It's Killah Priest back at ya I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh Priesthood, Big U in the
you used to be low key To be a singer you had to actually know key I mean way back to before people made a job Of seeing who?s best at impersonating
like a frog with his arms and legs outspread I gazed at the coffin I'd brought for him and I gazed at the gruesome dead And at last I spoke Bill liked
you gonna do when your time has come And your life is done and there's nothing you can stand on? What will you have to say at the judgment throne? Well
about the folks at home, oh yeah Point the finger at the man you chose He'll say he's sorry but it's just the way it goes He sits in judgment like
days never coil Rastafari love prevail ey Can't cool can't quench everlasting burning fire Babylon yuh wrenk yah Can't cool can't quench everlasting burning fire Redder judgment
flesh. This distrust and fear of each other has permeated every aspect of American life. A stranger is treated with fear and distrust at best, and outright hostility at
of flesh. This distrust and fear of each other has permeated every aspect of American life. A stranger is treated with fear and distrust at best, and outright hostility at
Church bells resounded like judgment day As they were making love In the rain swept graveyard She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame A monsoon tigress
lived in grace at the end of the day And we armed all the children we thought we betrayed I still have a prayer but too few occasions to pray Judgment
like a frog, with his arms and legs outspread. I gazed at the coffin I'd brought for him, and I gazed at the gruesome dead, And at last I spoke: "Bill
(chorus) Rumdidditty dum dum, rum didditty dum dum Rum diddity dum dum dum The shock of the hour, armageddon Judgment day has come (laywiy) Now it license
The Lord shall endure forever For He hath prepared His throne for judgment And they that know Thy name will put their trust in Thee For Thou Lord have
you can?t turn back Your friends can?t save you, your family?s gone You?re waiting on your judgment at the foot of the throne Will you beg for some mercy
away; All who hate Him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day: Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come away! Now redemption
no chance at life the heart will worm it's way inside he was the last to be forsaken the misery the first amongst the fallen judgment he peers into thee
forgive, forgive? Holy He, He holy, He holy? Shit He forgives, Forgive? Forgive? I? I? Me? I? I vomit for you Jesu Christy Christus Puke upon your papal throne
Poseidon, god of the sea, releace your wrath. The depths of your kingdom reborn in Atlantis. An old shipping fortress of land raised in your throne. Surrounded
