[Intro: Killah Priest]
  Good evening ladies and gentlemen
  Welcome to +Priesthood+
  If you purchased this album from a store
  Or you got a copy from a friend
  You about to witness one of hip hop's greatest secrets
  That the record industry tried to hide
  Due to lack of promotion and scandalous intentions
  Priest was forced to take his album underground
  And now he will no longer suffer
  Reviewing this album, you gotta ask yourself why
  Look at every song, and I'mma let you decide
  He is one of the greatest MC's, ever to roam this planet
  
  [Killah Priest]
  Father forgive me, it's the Henny or Remi
  Or maybe it's the many of fame, this world planted in me
  When I was just a child, I was misunderstood
  Til I saw your finger in the cloud, I was picked from the hood
  I was in the myst of a crowd, when shit wasn't good
  Til I heard your voice out loud, then I lifted it good
  Doctors wouldn't tell me, the teachers would often fail me
  And for a grown child, that shit, just wasn't healthy
  When the bitches hadn't dealt me, never planned to help me
  But now I'm a man, I understand what's really wealthy
  It's not about how much tuition you got in your bank
  But it's bout how much ammunition that I got in my tank
  Yeah, yeah, now y'all scarred cuz I'm talkin revolution
  What ya rather see me dead by a fuckin execution
  If y'all probably go to bed, cuz it's less confusion
  All your see in yo head, is my electricution
  But I'm comin back, and this time I'm strapped
  And fuck +The Law+, cuz I'm bustin my gat
  And I'm wanted by y'all, and my niggas know that
  Cuz once they fire, my niggas shoot back
  And straight up on some real shit, I'm a lyrical jewel
  Ask a wall in the air, and pay ya spiritual dues
  Fuck the B.A.'s, cuz nigga suck a dick
  And all ya rabbling backstab, I'm not fuckin wit
  Aiyo fuck poppi' collars, I'd rather cock the revolver
  And have ya momma cryin, while ya sister's watchin them dollars
  I'm one of the best, next to 'Face and Jay, Nas, 'Pac and Poppa
  You can say Priest or Masada, fasada, motherfucker, +Blackball Me+
  
  [Chorus: Killah Priest]
  +Blackball Me+, ya just +Blackball Me+
  +Blackball Me+, motherfucker, +Blackball Me+
  
  [Killah Priest]
  So, fuck those critics, I ain't got no religious
  What ya thought, ya act suspicious, but ya get it
  So chill wit it, plus nothin of y'all, ever been in my shoes
  Ya probably, play wit a doll, when I payin my dues
  That's the type of shit that darkens my heart
  Where was y'all motherfuckers when Marcus got shot?
  Where was y'all when the guns sparked up my block?
  Where was y'all when my sister, was coppin those rocks?
  Where was y'all when Pooh fell in my arms?
  I had to drag him out the buildin, when them niggas was gone
  Where was y'all when that nigga, put a gun to my chest?
  Pulled the trigger, but no fuckin bullets was left
  What ya figure, that my life was filled wit happiness
  Ya wrong, I tell you for real and not the fake stories
  Ya can get mad and +Blackball Me+, motherfucker
  
  [Outro: Killah Priest]
  +Blackball Me+ (5X)
  +Blackball Me+ niggas, +Blackball Me+
  Ya know ya bad motherfuckers, +Blackball Me+, +Blackball Me+
  +Blackball Me+, +Blackball Me+
  I still come back, motherfucker
  It's time, motherfucker
  Now you left me to judge, fuckin critics
  Monkey judge, fuckin wit a muthafuckin prison
  Cuz at the end I'mma see you redemption
  Believe that, why tell the truth to Allah...
  +Blackball Me+ motherfuckers...
  
  [Movie Sample]
  Many people feel haunted
  By what they call evidence of evil forces in the world
  They see genocide, senseless violence, plagues
  And they blame demons, or the Devil himself
  They believe that demonic spirits can actually possess a human body
  And that only rituals of exorcism
  Can lift the possessed from the darkest regions of the unexplained