Killah Priest verse from 'Bonus track' on "The Black Presidents Mixtape"

As the night then pass with darkness
my whole hood becomes the forest
cops are like prehistoric wolves and torontasaurus
move slow like the tarantula coming outta caucus
then I jet through my projects like a t-rex
squeeze techs at neanderthol then leap up the steps
with the black panther's claw I swing around realms
heart racing knowing I'm bound for jail
will I make it to the rooftop I don't know time will tell
It's rise well in this hood streets murderers dwell
Unidentified flying object come from a revolver's cartridge
niggas lying in the pavement face disfugured like they monsters
there's no honor amongst the thieves the killer the cops the feds
it's the grief fuffillah cause the blocks are dead
I reach for the nine millah the shots are spread
like webs from the widow's spider
feel the chills the from realest writer
with no heart
me on ink

Transcribed by Junior "True" Williams