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The Priest Came Last
J. M. Smig Lyrics

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Killa Priest War of Armageddon
Honor and peasants those guard your weapons
Either conquered or protected the beast will be beheaded
The statues stand naked dead is unrested
No need for paramedics hell fire pair of plies for bob wires
Jail riders male biters failed Messiahs
Jeremiah fourteen verse thirty eight
If it does not exist then what chapters did I miss

Blasphemous Horus looking through the eye pyramids
Anglo Saxons, Anunnakis, star called sirius
All this condensed into a planned called covid
All this predicted from a man called Moses
All this recycled from a band of poets
Plagues the land of famine and locust
Hocus pocus outdoor cariff and summer
Legendary hope you ready
After lighting then thunder
The viking knights and the witch hunters
Armageddon
Armageddon
Armageddon
Masada I proclaim it, I became it I'm the greatest
You ain't it hmmph nall, actions not sanctioned
You aint nothing but plaintiff Pontious Pilot
The world is M.E. witness already beared my cross
When Jesus took loss Krsna Muhammad
Let's have a talk with the Gods
My ancestors I see it so I be it
She believed it she achieved it
Why the world so egregious
1 Soul many features only goal to be feature
No concerns about our future
Blue lives matter
Ain't they doing the shooting
Ex Pope a former Nazi
They trip cuz I smoke keep my army and pose
Say speak don't front we all shed tears
When the days turn to weeks months into years
Peers can't comprehend No fears understand
Homie tatted on his arm death is certain life is not
Came from many years growing up on da block
Reaching for the tool kit uneasy Sunday morning
Reverend in the pool pit prophesying preaching
Fake prophesies same night at da gentleman's club
Dropping G's only thing that he love
Amen Amen these are our leaders of tomorrow
So who do we follow only examples chasing
Kittens and da dollars politician switched positions
With generals of legions in the beginning no religion
Pagan in tradition do you believe in superstition
What is fact what is fiction depending on the author
Would you question what is written
If a virgin can have a son why can't Jesus be black
When he coming back or she already here
Causing havoc cause the way we always treat her
Mother Earth what curse how they flip it when it's
Scripted Sumerians, Akkadians,
Babylonians, Assyrians Inscribed in the stones
Pyramids hieroglyphics big noses dark creatures
Anunnaki or Jehovah God is the Devil
If not he ain't everything blasphemy yea I know
I disgust myself skeletons in ya closet
Hang my mine from my shelf
Putting holes in these cookies
Keebler Elf, no rookie immense wealth no bookie
Lord forgive em why would I
El Chapo, Diablo, Pablo,
My partners till the cross roads
Mi caranale and his vatos problems you don't want em
Solve em by subtracting
Addition of our seeds got M.E. seeing
My life in fractions breakdown to resolve em

Armageddon no forgetting
All the battles in my head lost

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "The Priest Came Last" by Killa Priest delve into various themes and references, blending together elements of religion, history, and personal introspection. The song opens with a vivid description of a war scenario, with references to Armageddon, honor, and the need to guard one's weapons. The imagery of statues standing naked and unrested hints at a chaotic aftermath of battle, with no need for paramedics as hellfire and barbed wires reign. The mention of failed Messiahs and biblical verses like Jeremiah 14:38 sets a tone of skepticism towards established religious narratives and prophetic texts.

The lyrics then take a historical turn, referencing figures like Moses and events like the plagues of famine and locusts. This intertwining of biblical and historical imagery suggests a cyclical nature of human suffering and redemption. The mention of Anglo-Saxons, Anunnakis, and the star Sirius alludes to a broader cosmic perspective on humanity's struggles, tying these themes together in a modern context with references to COVID and the recycling of poetic ideas.

The following verses shift towards a more personal reflection, with the artist questioning the state of the world and the role of individuals within it. There is a call to connect with ancestors and spiritual beliefs, urging a deeper understanding of one's place in the grand scheme of things. The lyrics touch on themes of perseverance, belief, and the quest for meaning in a world filled with strife and uncertainty.

The final paragraphs of the lyrics bring together societal critiques, personal anecdotes, and philosophical musings. There is a questioning of leadership, authority, and the influence of religion on human behavior. The artist delves into questions of race, gender, and environmental stewardship, challenging the narrative of established power structures and societal norms. The song ends with a powerful declaration of resilience and the enduring battle within one's own mind, painting a complex and thought-provoking picture of individual and collective struggles in the face of Armageddon-like challenges.

Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Adrain Boeckeler, Masada Ellis

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