Killah Priest is a tangential associate of the Wu-Tang Clan. The Brooklyn n… Read Full Bio ↴Killah Priest is a tangential associate of the Wu-Tang Clan. The Brooklyn native made his first recorded appearances on records by such Wu side projects and solo albums as the Gravediggaz, Ol' Dirty Bastard's Return to the 36 Chambers, and, most importantly, Genius/GZA's seminal Liquid Swords. His contributions became legendary and paved the way for the release of his acclaimed debut album, Heavy Mental, in the spring of 1998.
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.
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.
To Be King
Killah Priest Lyrics
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(Killah Priest)
Alien abduction, crack pipe seduction
His weed lip proceed to see shit for tellin' what's coming
Malachi York talk, see Pale horses runnin'
Gray clouds gather over slave, child, and master
Dickies cap turn to a crown, royal pen fell
Laid down this chapters
Red carpet hurling from God's hands
Out of heaven's projects, 900 worlds before me
It's no objects, (nope) my six inner eyes foresee so cosmic
My heart beats outside of my chest
To be king these fools, to be lied on my death
God energy hides in my breath
I spit, see divinity colliding with flesh
I speak jewels after diamonds are pressed
Inside my skulls are all the bodies of Orion compressed
Now come bless
-
(Hook) 2x
To be king - the child, his death, his glory
To be king - the word of mouth, his teks, the story
-
(Killah Priest)
My bars artery bleeds photography
See the artistry in galleries of galaxies and odyssey
Unroll the scrolls of dark prophecies
On top of black gothic pew
Reporting crimes that shift the globe
Priest, the fallen rise, his Book of Job
They said toxins finally took his toll
But look behold
I take you on a Brooklyn stroll
A street kid to a king in robe
Since a shorty throwin' dreams I hold
I'm having strange diagnoses when I'm writing hopeless
I focus, rhymes are drug, potion potent
I fill my blood with a dosage
I see cop cars clapping at convicts, in hot pursuits
Niggas shooting burners and hiring prostitute
High heels, dark corners, Timb boots
Dealer with lots of loot
Demon in amour suits
Houses, barnyards fill with militia groups
I also see a thousand palaces in the sky
My third-eye unchain a phoenix bird, fly
I see hundred of prophets in my conscious
Reaching for my palm thru a fence
Than read the psalm, you a prince
-
(Hook) 2x
-
(Killah Priest)
My rap's bad poof for baptizing gangstas as old school
Niggas and killas, rocking gold jewels
Visual pro-tools, tryptamine sixteen
Xanax, hands a sketch, orbit trip
Hieroglyphs across ya eye lids screens
Livest kings, rise of the machine
The manatees, gold body
Volts run thru us, Pope's Godly
His heart beats like God walk thru the streets
The three Killah P trilogy
Stoneheart of Mozart, flow's dark
Blows wizardry, gold frames
Flow on the stained glasses, break it into fragments
On this canvas from the carving of the dragon
Blasting the futuristic model magnum
The hollow's atom, the Red Sea under red sky
The Blood King, Young Jedi
The fire and the blood rise, shoot outs his eyes and his mouth
Devour all, power fall from the outer laws of the universe
I shoot a verse, bring down his walls
Spread the flower for his morgue
Alien abduction, crack pipe seduction
His weed lip proceed to see shit for tellin' what's coming
Malachi York talk, see Pale horses runnin'
Gray clouds gather over slave, child, and master
Dickies cap turn to a crown, royal pen fell
Laid down this chapters
Red carpet hurling from God's hands
It's no objects, (nope) my six inner eyes foresee so cosmic
My heart beats outside of my chest
To be king these fools, to be lied on my death
God energy hides in my breath
I spit, see divinity colliding with flesh
I speak jewels after diamonds are pressed
Inside my skulls are all the bodies of Orion compressed
Now come bless
-
(Hook) 2x
To be king - the child, his death, his glory
To be king - the word of mouth, his teks, the story
-
(Killah Priest)
My bars artery bleeds photography
See the artistry in galleries of galaxies and odyssey
Unroll the scrolls of dark prophecies
On top of black gothic pew
Reporting crimes that shift the globe
Priest, the fallen rise, his Book of Job
They said toxins finally took his toll
But look behold
I take you on a Brooklyn stroll
A street kid to a king in robe
Since a shorty throwin' dreams I hold
I'm having strange diagnoses when I'm writing hopeless
I focus, rhymes are drug, potion potent
I fill my blood with a dosage
I see cop cars clapping at convicts, in hot pursuits
Niggas shooting burners and hiring prostitute
High heels, dark corners, Timb boots
Dealer with lots of loot
Demon in amour suits
Houses, barnyards fill with militia groups
I also see a thousand palaces in the sky
My third-eye unchain a phoenix bird, fly
I see hundred of prophets in my conscious
Reaching for my palm thru a fence
Than read the psalm, you a prince
-
(Hook) 2x
-
(Killah Priest)
My rap's bad poof for baptizing gangstas as old school
Niggas and killas, rocking gold jewels
Visual pro-tools, tryptamine sixteen
Xanax, hands a sketch, orbit trip
Hieroglyphs across ya eye lids screens
Livest kings, rise of the machine
The manatees, gold body
Volts run thru us, Pope's Godly
His heart beats like God walk thru the streets
The three Killah P trilogy
Stoneheart of Mozart, flow's dark
Blows wizardry, gold frames
Flow on the stained glasses, break it into fragments
On this canvas from the carving of the dragon
Blasting the futuristic model magnum
The hollow's atom, the Red Sea under red sky
The Blood King, Young Jedi
The fire and the blood rise, shoot outs his eyes and his mouth
Devour all, power fall from the outer laws of the universe
I shoot a verse, bring down his walls
Spread the flower for his morgue
The song "To Be King" by Killah Priest is a powerful and introspective piece that explores the path of becoming a king, both literally and figuratively. The lyrics delve into the idea of overcoming obstacles and hardships in order to achieve true greatness. The song begins with a reference to alien abduction and crack addiction, juxtaposing the fantastical with the harsh reality of drug use. The lyrics then move on to discuss the idea of a royal pen and the power of words, before delving into a discussion of divine energy and its manifestation in the human body.
Throughout the song, Killah Priest makes references to various mythological and religious concepts, from the Pale horse of Death to the prophets of old. He also touches on themes of power, corruption, and violence, painting a picture of a world that is both beautiful and terrifying. Overall, "To Be King" is a complex and thought-provoking piece that challenges listeners to explore their own ideas of what it means to be a leader and a ruler.
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Autopsy973
always creative n on his toes...my dude
DOOMZDAY34
His rhyme style is on another galaxy dammmn!!! I like the subject matter he speaks on, and he has never sold out respect to Killah Priest.
Jacob Smith
No more secrets!
This time is among the greatest; count blessings, blessings, blessings!
We-you get the easiest because of the coming turmoil. Absorb! Behold!
No more lies!!!
Pzalm with a Z / Ibrahim Al-Musa
peace be with us all!!!! shalom!!!!! Killah Priest is the true high priest and king of Judah, and all Israel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and we are hebrewz!, and not jews....., and we are israelitez! and not israelis....(free Palestine!!!!!!! free our cousin Ishmael!!!!!!!) and all our praisez are due only unto the ONE/GOD....!!!!!!!! the ONE/CREATOR of allcreation!!!!, and the ONE/GOD is greater than ALL....!!!!!!! , and GOD is ONE
manaticfkr87
kill em Priest!
fancisco r
the only rapper that hasnt sold his soul to to the free mason devil
xXxTHEPRODIGALSONxXx AKBAR
This dat wisdom god's.
Denis Freeman
@miami360x naw bro theres tons who havent.
KUNDALINI
R u 100 percent of that???
TheWuCepticon81
@warcloud463 2011 is almost over, it better hurry up, lol.