My past and my present

My name is Priesthood

Is it too televised for you?

Is it too real for you?



Priest

Domination, world population

Keep me runnin' while I'm gunnin' at Satan

Arms open wide

Please, Lord, let me fly

Give me answers to the when, where, how, and why

To questions we asked, back of my school class

I know I'm not a fool raised by my cool dad

Then he passed, started cuttin', smokin' hash

Hangin' out late



Zariya

Damn, I was an I'll shorty!

Thinking of the years

That my peers was here before me

Court cases, buying beer by the 40

Getting scary thoughts

When I'm playing with my Legos

Stacking pieces, I build 'em like a cage yo



Priest

Is it my cage I'm in?

Is it the rage I'm in?

Why they degrade my skin?

This way I pray Amen

I say my prayer while I'm looking at the guns flare

A victim fall while the innocent young stares



Chorus x2

Don't blame it on the sunshine

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Don't blame it on the moonlight

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Don't blame it on the hood times

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Blame it on the PJs

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah



In the lab thinkin'

Hennessy drinkin'

Play with my ink pen

Rhymes start to sink in

I'll thoughts

My own hood may be my cross

Police, my crown of thorns

Same child y'all pounded on

Sirens swarms

Nightsticks,

A pipe lit

On the roof, ice picks

And the white chicks

Someone shoots, this whole world is crazy

As the herb smoke swirl, I'm hazy

Can't let the devil get the best of me

This ghetto's not my legacy

The planet is

My middle finger to the flag with my bandaged ribs

The other click on a mag

It's Montana, bitch!



Chorus x2



You gotta see the PJs for what it is

Just hood parables

Good times

And life and what we know

The world is what we know

It's like

Time

Moving slow

Ya know

I'm just gonna pour me a glass of