[Daddy Rose]
Hasmonian Dynasty, Maccabean Revolt
Come down on you, Masada arose the beloved
Daddy Rose, Prodigal Sunn, Masada the eagle scholar
Back to P stone nation, Red Dawn to the death, nigga
Violins play, Rose petals fly in the wind
Mans bargaining with fallen angels but he dies in his sin
The world is in chaos, many try to pretend
I stop smoking weed now I get high off my pen
Grandma? alcoholic she might die off the gin
Devil smirks I grab a gun and blow off his grin
I spend my days inhaling in the sun rays
Thirsty youth in my hood just escape the gun blaze
No more church on Sundays, just wake on Mondays
He didn? value his life now six feet my son lay?
I study chi-kung cultivate my energy and become
the cosmic light of the slums
I heal the mind reveal how many slugs in your nine
Dark clouds cover my soul, but my thuggin? divine
Black love, white glove black doves
Egyptian Queens fine wine? and back rubs
Black thugs
[Chorus x1.5: Killah Priest]
Black P stone, Maccabean Revolt
Sunz of the Rose, to this world folds, guns will blow
[Killah Priest]
Project hallways fulled with broke niggaz
Broken bottles of malt liquor, and coke sniffs
ERS, dope dealers and drug users with crack lighters
We thought we made it, but somewhere shit backfired
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