Born in Brooklyn, New York and raised in Bedford-Stuyvesant and Brownsville, Killah Priest became infatuated with hip-hop as a child, listening to old-school and new school acts like Eric B. & Rakim alike. He also was influenced by local rappers, like GZA and Onyx's Suave, who would often play local parties. Killah Priest began working on his rhyming and eventually earned a considerable reputation in Brooklyn , but instead of pursuing his musical career further, he took a sabbatical in order to educate himself, primarily about religion and history.
Killah Priest returned to rapping in 1995, appearing on several Wu projects. All of his cameos were noteworthy, but his role on Liquid Swords earned special attention. By the end of 1996, he formed his own side project, the Sunz of Man. In 1997, GZA suggested to Geffen that they sign Killah Priest, and the label took his advice.
Killah worked on the album with True Master and 4th Disciple, two producers associated with the Clan. The resulting album, Heavy Mental, was dense with religious imagery and filled with evocative sounds. It received excellent reviews upon its March 1998 release and was a respectable commercial success, debuting at number 24 on the pop charts.
Killah Priest issued his second album, View from Masada, in the spring of 2000, further bolstering his status as one of the most compelling solo artists in the Wu-Tang stable. After that he has released more projects such as Priesthood and Black August.
Profits Of Man
Killah Priest Lyrics
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Even Kings die, thrones rust
Skeleton bones turn to dust memories are blown in the gust
It's about how you live when you were here
How you celebrated those years were you a follower? Did you try elevating your peers?
Were you sincere when you gave the prophets your ears?
But soon as trouble come you disappear
Listen here were you real? Did you show love that people could feel?
Did you smile at your man's face?
But all awhile wanted to take your man's place
Moving around like a snake
I know you hate that term, don't call it that
Seen that lately that's why the Priest been falling back
'Cause when the Revolution start
All those cliques that fall apart will soon be the Devil's mark
And none the adversary will have a heart
The letter for Priest, my freedom of speech
Y'all read 'em and weep
The demons that keep you from the path just laugh
That's my ink pad looks like Stained Glass
A collage of art, that show scenes from the Nazarene's past
[Killah Priest]
From my connections with 60 Second
The Art of Walter in the city - signed to Geffen
For five-percent lessons, Israelite tribal dressing
Disciple Armageddons, that 'B.I.B.L.E.' record
To Sunz of Man to damn near becoming one of the Clan
Members I remember, in Brooklyn, GZA and Masta Killa
To my last chapters with the RZA
Testimony stops, Ol' Dirty got knocked
Came home and signed with the ROC
Cocaine combined with rocks
Rick James style, his nickname "Wild; Ol' Dirt Dog"
It hurt us all when his hearse disappeared in the fog
I stayed digital, never analog, original
Always camouflaged, turn them cameras off
Light those candles God, I'm the example
Like I'm speaking from panels y'all
The soul inside of me is fiery, society lied to me
Instead you gotta die to be free
My diaries of anxiety frightens me
Light will squeeze through my crack buildings where my writing be
Striking my page with hyphens and brighten my T's
To my seeds - the uncivilized time has come
Y'all better run, the time has begun
[Killah Priest]
Yo, from total strangers to best friends
To best friends to brothers from brothers to never calling him again
Their coffins descend, one flies to a place of peace
The other Lake of Fire, Devil's hauling you in
As one began one ends, the Earth still spin
We're hurt, tears in our shirt, spirit must transcend
What you think sleep is for? A deeper cause - preparing us
For the other side till the Reaper calls
Either or, we're breathing for try a reason
Arrived rich but we're leaving poor
Stand naked when you see the Lord
I stand protected when I see his war till I exit and I'm free to soar
I'm embraced by space, though it's cloudy around me
Its light weighs from a tree till they wither the brown leaves
Bounty's of blessings, from my heavy mind (Heavy Mental)
To every rhyme I said, looking from Masada (View from Masada)
From the Church of Priest, the dark August (Priesthood + Black August)
Till he showed you the art on his Offering (The Offering)
Oops, I call it the gift, Behind the Stained Glass
It's a frame of my pad, I started this
Release the toxins, breathe out the oxygen
Now see how shocking you fools if you think the Saint will lose
I say things that will make the picture and the paintings move
Now after this ink this jewel, look!
(60 Second Assassin talking)
What profits that man? Who would gain the whole world yet lose his soul
What profits that man? Somebody tell me
What profits that man? Somebody tells me
What profits that man? Who would fear his enemy and think he didn't exist
What profits that man? Somebody tell me
What profits that man? Somebody tell me
Somebody tell me if you can
What profits that man? Who would gain the whole world but lose his soul
What profits that man? What profits that man?
What profits that man? The way good and evil could never balance equal
And no man, for no man could be both good and evil
From strings that are attached to each other
And that string tilt to one way or the other
Even into one grain that'll strip us
If you've done evil, then I guess you're missing it
It'll be the over-taker, the architecture
What I could build will kill
The song "Profits of Man" by Killah Priest explores the idea of how we live our lives and leave our mark on the world. The rapper questions whether we follow blindly or try to elevate those around us, and whether we keep our negative emotions like jealousy concealed. He urges listeners to be true, show love, and rise above their baser instincts. The song acknowledges that even great figures like kings eventually perish and turn to dust, but questions whether their legacies continue. The powerful spoken-word section towards the end urges listeners to choose between good and evil, and to recognize that we cannot be truly good while doing evil.
Line by Line Meaning
Even Kings die, thrones rust
Even those in positions of power and authority eventually meet their end and their influence fades away
Skeleton bones turn to dust memories are blown in the gust
When we die, our physical bodies decay and our memories become vague and forgotten
It's about how you live when you were here
The way we live our lives while we are still alive is important and shapes our legacy
How you celebrated those years were you a follower? Did you try elevating your peers?
Did you spend your years following others or did you strive to uplift those around you?
Were you sincere when you gave the prophets your ears?
Did you genuinely listen and pay attention to the wisdom and teachings of those who spoke truth?
But soon as trouble comes you disappear
When faced with difficulties, do you vanish and abandon those who need your support?
Listen here were you real? Did you show love that people could feel?
Did you truly display love and compassion in a way that was tangible and meaningful to others?
Did you have jealousy but keep it concealed?
Were you envious of others but hid your feelings of resentment?
Did you smile at your man's face? But all awhile wanted to take your man's place
Did you pretend to be friendly and supportive to someone's face, but secretly desired to surpass or replace them?
Moving around like a snake
Were you behaving deceitfully and cunningly, like a snake?
I know you hate that term, don't call it that
I understand that you dislike being compared to a snake, but your actions resemble those of one
Seen that lately that's why the Priest been falling back
Witnessing such behavior recently is the reason why the Priest has been distancing himself
'Cause when the Revolution starts
During times of social and political change and upheaval
All those cliques that fall apart will soon be the Devil's mark
The groups and associations that disintegrate under pressure will become corrupted and influenced by evil
And none the adversary will have a heart
Those who oppose goodness and righteousness will lack compassion and empathy
The letter for Priest, my freedom of speech
These are the words and thoughts expressed by the Priest, his right to openly express himself
Y'all read 'em and weep
As you read and comprehend these words, you may feel sadness or regret
The demons that keep you from the path just laugh
The negative forces that prevent you from following the right path find amusement in your struggles
That's my ink pad looks like Stained Glass
My written words resemble the intricate and colorful designs of stained glass
A collage of art, that show scenes from the Nazarene's past
A collection of artistic expressions that depict events and stories from the life of Jesus Christ
From my connections with 60 Second
Referring to his collaborations and relationships with 60 Second Assassin
The Art of Walter in the city - signed to Geffen
Referring to the artwork of Walter Sandsquatch and his record deal with Geffen Records
For five-percent lessons, Israelite tribal dressing
Engaging in teachings related to the Five-Percent Nation and adopting the attire associated with Hebrew Israelites
Disciple Armageddons, that 'B.I.B.L.E.' record
Becoming a devout follower and spreading the message of Armageddon, as heard in the song 'B.I.B.L.E.'
To Sunz of Man to damn near becoming one of the Clan
Transitioning from being a member of Sunz of Man to having a strong association with Wu-Tang Clan
Members I remember, in Brooklyn, GZA and Masta Killa
Recalling his encounters and interactions with GZA and Masta Killa in Brooklyn
To my last chapters with the RZA
Reflecting on his final collaborations and experiences with RZA
Testimony stops, Ol' Dirty got knocked
The storytelling and testimonies come to a halt as Ol' Dirty Bastard encounters legal troubles
Came home and signed with the ROC
Returning after incarceration and signing a deal with Roc-A-Fella Records
Cocaine combined with rocks
Referring to Ol' Dirty Bastard's struggles with substance abuse, particularly the combination of cocaine and crack cocaine
Rick James style, his nickname 'Wild; Ol' Dirt Dog'
Comparing Ol' Dirty Bastard's persona and behavior to that of Rick James, with his nickname being 'Wild' or 'Ol' Dirt Dog'
It hurt us all when his hearse disappeared in the fog
Everyone experienced pain and sorrow when Ol' Dirty Bastard passed away and his hearse faded from sight in the fog
I stayed digital, never analog, original
Maintaining a modern and electronically-based approach while staying true to oneself, remaining unique and authentic
Always camouflaged, turn them cameras off
Constantly concealing one's true identity, urging for the cameras to be turned off
Light those candles God, I'm the example
Symbolically lighting candles to honor God, while also acknowledging oneself as an example or role model
Like I'm speaking from panels y'all
Expressing oneself in a manner reminiscent of speaking from a podium or delivering a speech
The soul inside of me is fiery, society lied to me
The essence of his being is filled with passion and intensity, while also feeling betrayed by society
Instead you gotta die to be free
Suggesting that true freedom can only be attained through death
My diaries of anxiety frighten me
The records of his innermost thoughts and fears cause him distress
Light will squeeze through my crack buildings where my writing be
Hope and illumination will find a way into the darkest corners of his mind, where his writing dwells
Striking my page with hyphens and brighten my T's
Adding emphasis and detail to his writings with hyphens and enhancing the positivity and vibrancy of his thoughts
To my seeds - the uncivilized time has come
Addressing his children and acknowledging that an era of chaos and disorder is approaching
Y'all better run, the time has begun
Encouraging others to flee or take action in response to the beginning of a significant period
Yo, from total strangers to best friends
From complete strangers to individuals with the closest bond and connection
To best friends to brothers from brothers to never calling him again
Evolving from best friends to being like brothers, but eventually severing all contact and communication
Their coffins descend, one flies to a place of peace
One person is laid to rest in a casket, while another transcends to a peaceful realm
The other Lake of Fire, Devil's hauling you in
The unfortunate individual is condemned to eternal punishment in Hell, as the Devil claims their soul
As one began one ends, the Earth still spin
Just as one life starts, another life concludes, yet the world continues to revolve
We're hurt, tears in our shirt, spirit must transcend
We experience emotional pain, visible through our tears, yet our inner essence and soul must rise above it
What you think sleep is for? A deeper cause - preparing us
Sleep serves a greater purpose beyond rest, as it prepares us for something deeper or more meaningful
For the other side till the Reaper calls
Remaining on this mortal plane until the moment of death, when the Reaper comes for us
Either or, we're breathing for try a reason
Regardless of the circumstances, we continue to breathe in order to fulfill a purpose or strive for a goal
Arrived rich but we're leaving poor
Coming into the world with potential and opportunities, but departing without material wealth or possessions
Stand naked when you see the Lord
Facing the divine presence in a vulnerable and exposed state, without any worldly belongings or disguises
I stand protected when I see his war till I exit and I'm free to soar
Maintaining a sense of spiritual protection and safety during times of conflict and struggle, until finally departing from this world and being liberated to ascend
I'm embraced by space, though it's cloudy around me
Feeling embraced and encompassed by the vastness of the universe, even in moments of uncertainty and confusion
Its light weighs from a tree till they wither the brown leaves
The radiant illumination emanates from a tree until the leaves lose their vitality and turn brown
Bounty's of blessings, from my heavy mind (Heavy Mental)
Receiving abundant blessings despite the burden and weight of his troubled mind, referencing the album 'Heavy Mental'
To every rhyme I said, looking from Masada (View from Masada)
Reflecting on every verse and poetic expression, gaining a perspective as if observing from the fortress of Masada
From the Church of Priest, the dark August (Priesthood + Black August)
Originating from the spiritual realm of Killah Priest, during the somber month of August associated with Black August
Till he showed you the art on his Offering (The Offering)
Continuing to create and share his artistic expressions until revealing the depth and significance of his work through the album 'The Offering'
Oops, I call it the gift, Behind the Stained Glass
Referring to his creative talent and passion as a gift, captured and shared through the metaphorical 'Stained Glass'
It's a frame of my pad, I started this
The 'Stained Glass' symbolizes the structure and foundation of his artistic journey, which he initiated
Release the toxins, breathe out the oxygen
Letting go of the negative influences and purging oneself of harmful elements, while taking in and embracing positivity
Now see how shocking you fools if you think the Saint will lose
Witness the surprise and astonishment of those who underestimate the power and resilience of the Saint
I say things that will make the picture and the paintings move
Through his words and expressions, he has the ability to evoke strong emotions and bring still images and artworks to life
Now after this ink this jewel, look!
Now, pay attention and take note of the wisdom and significance conveyed through these written words
What profits that man? Who would gain the whole world yet lose his soul
What benefit does a person gain by achieving worldly success and possessions, only to sacrifice their spiritual well-being?
Somebody tell me
Looking for someone to provide an answer or insight
What profits that man? Who would fear his enemy and think he didn't exist
Why would someone be afraid of their enemy but deny their existence?
Somebody tell me
Seeking clarification or understanding from someone
Somebody tell me if you can
If anyone is able to, please enlighten me
What profits that man? Who would gain the whole world but lose his soul
What is the value or benefit of acquiring worldly possessions and accomplishments if one's spiritual essence is lost or neglected?
What profits that man? What profits that man?
What are the true gains or advantages of such a person? What do they truly achieve?
What profits that man? The way good and evil could never balance equal
What good does it do for a person, as the forces of good and evil can never be in perfect equilibrium or harmony
And no man, for no man could be both good and evil
It is impossible for an individual to embody both pure goodness and pure evil at the same time
From strings that are attached to each other
Referring to the interconnectedness and interdependence of various aspects of life and existence
And that string tilt to one way or the other
Each string leans or aligns with either good or evil, but never remains perfectly balanced
Even into one grain that'll strip us
Even the tiniest amount of evil or negativity has the potential to strip us of our goodness and corrupt our being
If you've done evil, then I guess you're missing it
Indicating that those who choose to engage in evil actions or behavior are unaware of the true essence and beauty of goodness
It'll be the over-taker, the architecture
Evil will prevail and become the dominant force, ultimately shaping and influencing our environment
What I could build will kill
Highlighting the destructive nature of the evil and negative things that one is capable of constructing or creating
Contributed by Julia H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Chris Ballesteros
If I can pick one song to listen to before I die I want to hear this one!
Tamon Carpenter
This brother is so eloquently lyrical. Most people won't under-stand his under-standing.
Darcs909
damn....this should be the words that should be making millions but i guess in reality money burns and gets thrown in the dust but the respect and love won by these feelings carry on...rather die poor then feen for gold
Ryan M
He makes millions lol
Oscar tolentino
Darcs909 lol no not yet
SelfTheSoulfuric
Such a truly real track.
Keiven Osorio
My respect to the lostforgotten !
emanzdaone
Very nice track. He always gives u summit 2 think about.
TheLostTheForgotten
this is one of the realest MC's who illumanati couldnt get a hold of...
ELZAKONER1
My respect Killah Priest.