Cross My Heart (Remix)

[Intro: (child) Killah Priest]

(One-two, one-two)

No doubt

(The microphone's on)

Cross my heart, hope to die, word is bond

(I've been waiting along time for this)

Here we go, Killah Priest, '97, '98

Y'all know somethin'?

[Verse 1: Killah Priest]

It's the Byzantine king, supreme

All kneel, kiss the ring into a Elohim

I blow steam from the families of the Maccabees

Smack emcees, watch 'em scream, "Your Majesty!"

Make 'em suffer the capacity of tragedy

Hold the crowd down like gravity

Back the fuck off, stop grabbin' me, hands off me!

Niggas start to bore me, I'm gettin' sleepy, I need some coffee

Me and my Wu-bandits, we bury niggas deep in the canvas

Body bandage like some mummies

You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me

It's the longest waited

The most anticipated, the album hesitated

Scream the name out, "Killah Priest!"

I leave the blood spilling in the streets

I'm from the dark hills of Brownsville

The seven shields on windmills across the killin' fields

Never forget it, tell them rap critics

I speak in arithmetics, so they can never get it

I'm too scientific, lyrics explicit

I roll with thirsty niggas, thieves and killers

Tigers, gorillas, faces like Godzilla

We stomp rappers that smile like a car dealer

The God iller, cross my heart, hope to die

We multiply by the hundreds, drunken by the thousand

See me outside your show browsin', beating up your soundmen

Player haters and players, we give 'em cold stares

Any last prayers?

[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]

Concrete techniques, bomb beats that cause casualties

My faculty, hold it down like gravity

Rapidly threaten like weapons to adolescents

Ghetto residents quick to past tense your present

State of the slums, kill for a plate of crumbs

Fake ones, they're coarse with smiles and snake tongues

I'm deep into this, I sometimes gasp for air

Deadly warfare, hot blocks, cops, and cold stares

Shots blare like fireworks on July the 4th

Weapons get tossed, fugitive slidin' off

My forces combine, new world, 2009

Digital criminals, we make mills in cybercrime

It's all planned ahead two times, I see the signs through a great mind

The heaviest chains could not bind

[Chorus: Killah Priest]

We stare you eye to eye, we tell the truth, no lie

We cross our heart and hope to die, hope to die

[Verse 3: GZA]

High ranked officials, in armed tanks with missiles

Blood drizzle; simple fact, you slept on the issue

That before you started jerkin' off joysticks and Sega

I was rockin' off 100 watt amps in Cerwin-Vega

True, fine-tune it, ship enough units

MCs ask, "Who be those rhyme killers in masks?"

No doubt, difficult task to last in the square

Beware, infinite amount of darts is in the air

I'm victorious, with no opponents

And blast through components with microphonics

Watch the whole world live the moment

Anything anti that came approachin' this

Our incapable love speech remains motionless

[Chorus: Killah Priest]

We stare you eye to eye, we tell the truth, no lie

We cross our heart and hope to die, hope to die

We stare you eye to eye, we tell the truth, no lie

We cross our heart and hope to die, hope to die

We hope to die...