Eric "Ibo" Butler - The Offering (Intro) lyrics

(Priest sighs) UHHHHH This is it huh? (Greetings?) The Offering which you was telling me about? What are they brining? Their candles are lit, they walk in burning incense sticks Holding their camels' head low while presenting their gift (Your offering sir) Exotic animals, perfumed oils, gold for the Prince For the King dynasties your faced carved out a cliff "Well done!" I do the honors and call all you friends In this ceremony of peace, here's the Priest Offering Shootouts, d**, liquor stores, broken projects Where n***as jet... D's predict a war, I jog up my steps I hear "Freeze! n***a hit the floor!" A yard from my rest I drop my keys, someone clicked the door, I jumped in the apartment I swear my heart left that time I dodged d**h I said "God Bless" Salute the gamblers, one shuffled up a card deck Ran in the room, dice game going on Ice chain, folded arms n***as in a cipha one dude low Throw them bones across the floor cause my thoughts of wars Is going fast, I ran in, frantic, panic, damage I paint Sanskrit across my canvas, outlandish Watch the constellations take shape My conscious elevate like binoculars Eye on the great space probing along the face of the deep To below on Earth where the cops chases the creeps and the thieves "Priest lead us out of hell like Moses" Past the snakes, all the vultures, the Greek sculptures On the court buildings, chalk ceilings with cross revealings The Lost Children they keep oppressing us this the Exodus Cops arresting us so press your luck Peace and togetherness forever kids Imperative we free our heritage flee from the devilish and habitat Black on black crimes and crack 9s we clap They cuff your wrist behind your back The ghettos infested with d** and police A wino with no teeth rose and said "Priest, go preach!" He had flames in his eyes, told me it wasn't from wine Opened his arms then showed me his signs then read my mind Said "Yeah I look familiar you saw me when you stared in the mirror" Drop off his dusty blanket And what was standing there was a King's ancient royal robes With diamonds and rubies, God's beauty, life truly A blessing, in my essence, Priest I slid the lid back off my coffin This happens often before I started speaking, I start coughing Then I said I'm back with another cla**ic called the Offering It started storming and hailing The church start reeling the preacher falling over the pew Peep another view I'm writing lyrics while fighting spirits they poking pitchforks A hooker lip gloss smears on my cheek she threw her kiss off While trying to stick a dagger through the Priest Beyond the offering see the elephants come in This is the offering It starts off I used to finger paint While in cla** The teacher sorted me to see a shrink, cause my craft Was sorta different from the other students for instance when I would color I would cut my finger smear the blood to describe a slain hustler The painted brothers was seen in my drawing then that got boring Then I moved to pictures with glitter on glue A book of rhymes of street n***as I knew roasting My brain's turning on the spit slow motion Flames are lit within in my skull there's a thousand bulbs Rotisserie sh** lyrics I can't get warm I'm too piping hot