When Will We Learn? Testo

[Chorus x2: Killah Priest]

When are we ever gonna learn?

One day we all gonna burn

Life in the fast lane

Are we ever gonna change?
Same shit, different day

The price that a thug pay



[Killah Priest]

I heard a wise man once say "thugs pray"

But still slugs spray from the double barrels

Fallin pharoahs over the graves of the sleepin prophets

Release the pain from the deepest closet

It's like a secret that we keep in bondage

Mothers weapin from they projects
First it be that soul, send to haunt the empty halls

Memories painted on the wall

Like The Lamb's Blood on the doors, of the black Hebrews

Nowadays the same people on subway trains sellin street news

A ghetto movie, with no sequels

But I still show you previews

That will free you, from your evil

An old man, cookin her-on, over hot tea spoons

Old G's are all evil, usin dope needles

Wearin fan parafanil's

We live in the black hole, where no one can hear us

The valley of the dry bones, without reflections in the mirrors

The world fearers, first make 'em feel us

Come on!



[Chorus x2]



[Killah Priest]

The Solomon couldn't say it better

It's all vanity, and sanity

We come from broken families

My own pop's abandoned me, black becomely

The spirits of Lords upon me, I grew up hungry

Now we chase money, and live grungy

The fears want me, to bring me to the hills of this country

So they can jump me, feel me up, in land and dump me

Damn right I said it bluntly

I ain't scared of none of y'all monkeys

At school my teachers used to flunk me

Hopin one day I turn to junkey

But only God can judge me, words of Makaveli

Black Israeli, hear me? Told you y'all niggas gonna feel me

Killah Priest AK Masada, sincerely yours



[Chorus x2]



[Killah Priest]

So check out my darkest secrets, my truest confessions

Come to you as a blessing, parental viewing in this aggression

is advised, tune in to the wise, zoom in your eyes

Step up closer, to the light, like that child on Poltergeist

Wisdom be ultra right

Explosive to the sight, 3D, virtual reality

Verbal mentality, come with me

Load up your gun with me, run with me

Become one with me, this is channel three

High definition, ghetto TV, DVD

Cable networks, stick your fingers

in the bullet holes in my sweatshirt

Take it out and taste the blood, so you can see that its real

A View From Masada, give kids, chill



[Chorus x2]