[KP] Run for your lives.. oh my God
  [Girl] Yo watch it! Yo what everybody runnin for?
  [KP] This is it... run for your lives
  [Girl] Motherfucker quit pushin!
  [KP] Oh my God, run for your lives
  [Girl] Yo what's goin on?
  [KP] It's coming! It's coming!
  [Girl] Why is y'all runnin?
  [KP] It's over, it's coming
  [Girl] Where y'all going? What y'all running for?
  [KP] It's over, it's moving closer, the sky getting lower
  [Girl] Hey yo, yo!
  [KP] Winds turn colder, Killah Priest soldiers
  [Girl] Wait for me yo!
  [KP] Steamrollers
  [Girl] Whassup motherfucker quit pushin me up!
  [KP] Right there, there, it's over, damn he's right there
  [KP] It's over, it's over
  [Girl] Hey yo who the fuck is that?
  [KP] It's over, run! It's over, run!
  [KP] It's over! It's over!
  *people screaming*
  
  [Killah Priest]
  All science addicts religious fanatics
  Curiosity seekers biblical preachers historians
  Ritual believers scholars teachers spiritual leaders
  High priests generals seargeants and them rude captains
  Lieutenants lower your gimmicks I'm the hip-hopper
  that'll rock to fill a opera acapella locked cellar
  Watch hell-ah, freeze over take you lower break you bold
  Constrict to hit you like fingertips in your soul
  Put whiskey in your soda or vodka
  Chop you with a blade made of copper
  Kick your head off like a soccer, brawl
  Raw alcohol and it's over, arrest over in October
  Punch a hole through your solar plex, and it's OVER
  I mark X on your chest -- it's over, and bury the dead
  Ain't gonna be no rest
  
  Just pretend, watch me blow like the dust in a gust of wind
  Flow with the rush when I adjust the pen take you
  miles and miles and miles leave you at the river of the Nile
  Now deliver the vials, fat, found in the pile in the stack
  Books that were took, take a look, back
  As I take you further high into the sky
  where your eyes like vision surprise then dive back
  Vision buildin the b-ombs, upon you peons
  Knowledge you crazy Knowledge we be goin, OFF!
  Now you lost tossed in confusion, saw an illusion
  of the car that started cruisin
  Actual day mathematics were raised to his attic
  What's the weight of a flame, state your name
  But he was afraid of the height, glazed at the light
  Strayed, couldn't stay for the flight
  Ran to his book of rhymes, took up some time
  for the brother to hook up a line
  as if he had a fishing rod, but my mission is God
  Science I be dishin out be hard
  Deep in his eyes, contacts, plus saw beyond that
  Saw the brother couldn't respond back
  Tried to rhyme after me to hold the weight
  but the science done drive dem niggaz shoulder blades down
  Let's take a trip travel through the mind
  and played a trick when he unraveled the rhyme
  Bloodthirsty no mercy when I bomb no thinkin emotions
  Sick him with potions that I've developed
  to make the body swell up like venom
  Once I'm in em then I skin em and skull em
  After that I call em, back from the essence
  Who the fuck want more lessons? It's over!
  
  Know what I'm sayin? It's over
  The dead bury the dead, it's over
  Your career -- it's over
  All you wack MC's (finish em up) -- it's over
  Finish em up
  
  The blast, burns back into elements
  Development of gas around the mass of the Earth
  A hundred and ninty six million
  Now a hundred and forty thousand miles are occupied
  by people causin housin
  over this the mind was just browsin
  Thougt I was warm coats, I dispose hope
  of the focus and roast energy toward the enemy
  Now in burnin G's, chemically enforce infinity
  Attack, third eye, what occured my, vocal form into a storm
  went blaow burnin but left him in the crowd wonderin
  Now you wonder on many thoughts you ponder fell asleep
  tryin to seek the beyonder while I would ponder microphones
  Recitin poems, strikin domes to your frightening moans -- of HORROR!
  Speakin evil Hebrew from the Torah
  Slammed the mic it turned to a serpent, open the curtains
  Saw things he couldn't interpret, destroyed the Earth
  Fill it with gunpowder, came build sun power
  Rebuild it in one hour
  Then revealed it through a sunflower shared the shower
  Showin the power of the North Messiah eyes on fire
  Water oxygen you can't comprehend to these strange doc-trines
  Stop the winds, beyond the orbits of Dionne Warwick
  With no broomsticks and magic tricks is this
  Return of the Iron Maiden
  Stomp your corny ass like the Raven
  What's the matter? You frostbitten, you lost your mittens
  It seem you wanted to cross to smitten
  Sec-ret morse from the Christians
  It's over! Killah Priest says, it's over!
  Huh, it's over!
  Your careers is now, finished