[Daddy Rose]

Hasmonian Dynasty, Maccabean Revolt

Come down on you, Masada arose the beloved

Daddy Rose, Prodigal Sunn, Masada the eagle scholar

Back to P stone nation, Red Dawn to the death, nigga



Violins play, Rose petals fly in the wind

Mans bargaining with fallen angels but he dies in his sin

The world is in chaos, many try to pretend

I stop smoking weed now I get high off my pen

Grandma? alcoholic she might die off the gin

Devil smirks I grab a gun and blow off his grin

I spend my days inhaling in the sun rays

Thirsty youth in my hood just escape the gun blaze

No more church on Sundays, just wake on Mondays

He didn? value his life now six feet my son lay?

I study chi-kung cultivate my energy and become

the cosmic light of the slums

I heal the mind reveal how many slugs in your nine

Dark clouds cover my soul, but my thuggin? divine

Black love, white glove black doves

Egyptian Queens fine wine? and back rubs

Black thugs



[Chorus x1.5: Killah Priest]

Black P stone, Maccabean Revolt

Sunz of the Rose, to this world folds, guns will blow



[Killah Priest]

Project hallways fulled with broke niggaz

Broken bottles of malt liquor, and coke sniffs

ERS, dope dealers and drug users with crack lighters

We thought we made it, but somewhere shit backfired