[{"id":1857196,"name":"One Step","trackName":"One Step","artistName":"Killah Priest","albumName":"Heavy Mental","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: killah priest, {killah priest in background of his intro}]\nYour arms too short to box with god...\n(Kp, iron shiek,\nIn these times we gotta take one step. forward.\nPut one foot in front of the other, my brother.\nYo, check this out)\n{Killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn,\nRoyal fam, dreddy kruger}\n\n[Killah priest]\nEarly natives related to throwns of david\nCaptured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships\nThey stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite\nLives were wasted, in the hands of the hated\nDriven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring sodom\nThey call it harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom\nThe earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks\nSeekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers\nOur live is, connected to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip\nOn the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother\nThe elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder\nDown from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer\nTo slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score\nThe same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before\nThey climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors\nWe came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here\nThen they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs\nPlease adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise\nAnd watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath.\n\n[Chorus: hell razah, (tekitha)]\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\n\n[Killah priest]\nDevils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles\nWe wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me\nTo the unholy, because my father told me\nI lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?\nThe president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of haiti\nSlaughtered babies from the waters of euphrates\nMaybe they send germs that polluted our sperm\nAnd made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes\nAnd told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies\nBut in the halls of farrow the walls are narrow\nAnd religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom\nNow free them, lets feed um', feed um'...\nThey took the first book of jacob to jamaica\nPromised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal\nUnderstand the jewel, brought to the 50 states\nDeuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived\nWe tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Outro: tekitha]\nOne step...\nOne, one, step, step\nOne, one, flesh\nOne, one, step.\nOne, one, breath...\nOne. step...\nOne... step...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: One Step\n  artist: Killah Priest\n  album: Heavy Mental\n  duration_ms: 261000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro: killah priest, {killah priest in background of his intro}]\n  Your arms too short to box with god...\n  (Kp, iron shiek,\n  In these times we gotta take one step. forward.\n  Put one foot in front of the other, my brother.\n  Yo, check this out)\n  {Killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn,\n  Royal fam, dreddy kruger}\n\n  [Killah priest]\n  Early natives related to throwns of david\n  Captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships\n  They stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite\n  Lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated\n  Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring sodom\n  They call it harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom\n  The earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks\n  Seekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers\n  Our live is, connected to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip\n  On the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother\n  The elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder\n  Down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer\n  To slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score\n  The same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before\n  They climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors\n  We came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here\n  Then they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs\n  Please adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise\n  And watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath.\n\n  [Chorus: hell razah, (tekitha)]\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n\n  [Killah priest]\n  Devils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles\n  We wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me\n  To the unholy, because my father told me\n  I lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?\n  The president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of haiti\n  Slaughtered babies from the waters of euphrates\n  Maybe they send germs that polluted our sperm\n  And made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes\n  And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies\n  But in the halls of farrow the walls are narrow\n  And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom\n  Now free them, lets feed um', feed um'...\n  They took the first book of jacob to jamaica\n  Promised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal\n  Understand the jewel, brought to the 50 states\n  Deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived\n  We tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Outro: tekitha]\n  One step...\n  One, one, step, step\n  One, one, flesh\n  One, one, step.\n  One, one, breath...\n  One. step...\n  One... step...\n"},{"id":23396252,"name":"One Step","trackName":"One Step","artistName":"Killah Priest","albumName":"A Prelude To The Offering","duration":170.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: killah priest, {killah priest in background of his intro}]\nYour arms too short to box with god...\n(Kp, iron shiek,\nIn these times we gotta take one step. forward.\nPut one foot in front of the other, my brother.\nYo, check this out)\n{Killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn,\nRoyal fam, dreddy kruger}\n\n[Killah priest]\nEarly natives related to throwns of david\nCaptured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships\nThey stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite\nLives were wasted, in the hands of the hated\nDriven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring sodom\nThey call it harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom\nThe earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks\nSeekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers\nOur live is, connected to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip\nOn the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother\nThe elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder\nDown from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer\nTo slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score\nThe same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before\nThey climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors\nWe came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here\nThen they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs\nPlease adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise\nAnd watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath.\n\n[Chorus: hell razah, (tekitha)]\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(Your arms too short to box with god...)\n\n[Killah priest]\nDevils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles\nWe wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me\nTo the unholy, because my father told me\nI lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?\nThe president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of haiti\nSlaughtered babies from the waters of euphrates\nMaybe they send germs that polluted our sperm\nAnd made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes\nAnd told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies\nBut in the halls of farrow the walls are narrow\nAnd religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom\nNow free them, lets feed um', feed um'...\nThey took the first book of jacob to jamaica\nPromised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal\nUnderstand the jewel, brought to the 50 states\nDeuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived\nWe tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Outro: tekitha]\nOne step...\nOne, one, step, step\nOne, one, flesh\nOne, one, step.\nOne, one, breath...\nOne. step...\nOne... step...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: One Step\n  artist: Killah Priest\n  album: A Prelude To The Offering\n  duration_ms: 170000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro: killah priest, {killah priest in background of his intro}]\n  Your arms too short to box with god...\n  (Kp, iron shiek,\n  In these times we gotta take one step. forward.\n  Put one foot in front of the other, my brother.\n  Yo, check this out)\n  {Killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn,\n  Royal fam, dreddy kruger}\n\n  [Killah priest]\n  Early natives related to throwns of david\n  Captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships\n  They stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite\n  Lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated\n  Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring sodom\n  They call it harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom\n  The earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks\n  Seekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers\n  Our live is, connected to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip\n  On the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother\n  The elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder\n  Down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer\n  To slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score\n  The same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before\n  They climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors\n  We came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here\n  Then they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs\n  Please adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise\n  And watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath.\n\n  [Chorus: hell razah, (tekitha)]\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (Your arms too short to box with god...)\n\n  [Killah priest]\n  Devils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles\n  We wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me\n  To the unholy, because my father told me\n  I lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?\n  The president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of haiti\n  Slaughtered babies from the waters of euphrates\n  Maybe they send germs that polluted our sperm\n  And made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes\n  And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies\n  But in the halls of farrow the walls are narrow\n  And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom\n  Now free them, lets feed um', feed um'...\n  They took the first book of jacob to jamaica\n  Promised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal\n  Understand the jewel, brought to the 50 states\n  Deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived\n  We tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Outro: tekitha]\n  One step...\n  One, one, step, step\n  One, one, flesh\n  One, one, step.\n  One, one, breath...\n 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picks\nSeekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers\nOur life is connected to second son of Isaac\nWhich had a tight grip on the heels\nof his brother, revealed to his mother\n\"The elder should serve the younger,\" words heard in thunder\nDown from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger\nNow it's cold in summer, the soldier slumbers, behold a number\n600, 6 and 3 score\nThe same as he saw, who ate his meat raw\nIn the time before they climbed aboard a dinosaur\nInformation held behind the doors\nWe came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here\nThen they gave us crack and beer\nIn the back of the stairs, please adapt your ears\nAdd or subtract the years\nAnd form the unwise and watch the sunrise from sunset\nNone slept, one flesh, one breath","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: \"One Step Featuring Tekitha & H\\0\\uFEFFOne Step Featuring Tekitha & Hell Razah\"\n  artist: Killah Priest\n  album: The Greatest Rap\n  duration_ms: 260920\n  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David\nCaptured by some patriots  and thrown on slave ships\nThey stripped us naked  while they wives picked they favourite\nLives were wasted, in the hands of the hated,\nDriven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring Sodom,\nThey call it Harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom,\nThe Earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks,\nSeekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers,\nOur live is, connected to second son of Isaacs, which had a tight grip,\nOn the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother,\nThe elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder,\nDown from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer,\nTo slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score,\nThe same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before,\nThey climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors,\nWe came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here,\nThen they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs,\nPlease adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise,\nAnd watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath..\n[Chorus]\nOne Step, One Flesh, One Breath\nOne Step, One Flesh, One Breath\nOne Step, One Flesh, One Breath\nOne Step, One Flesh, One Breath\nOne Step, One Flesh, One Breath\nOne Step, One Flesh, One Breath\nOne Step, One Flesh, One Breath\nOne Step, One Flesh, One Breath\nDevils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbels,\nWe wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me,\nTo the unholy, because my father told me,\nI lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?,\nThe president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of Haiti,\nSlaughtered babies from the waters of Ufraeties,\nMaybe they send germs that polluted our sperm,\nAnd made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes,\nAnd told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies,\nBut in the halls of Farrow the walls are narrow,\nAnd religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom,\nNow free them, lets feed um', feed um'...\nThey took the first book of Jacob to Jamaica,\nPromised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal,\nUnderstand the jewel, brought to the 50 states,\nDeuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived,\nWe tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...\n[Chorus]\nOne Step...\nOne, One, Step, Step\nOne, One, Flesh\nOne, One, Step..\nOne, One, Breath...\nOne.. Step....\nOne... Step...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: One Step (Album Version (Explicit))\n  artist: Killah Priest\n  album: Heavy Mental (Album Version (Explicit))\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Your arms too short to box with god...\n  KP  Killah Priest  Iron Sheek\n  These times we gotta take one step.. forward.\n  Put one foot in front of the other  my brother..\n  Yo  check this out\n  Early natives related to throwns of David\n  Captured by some patriots  and thrown on slave ships\n  They stripped us naked  while they wives picked they favourite\n  Lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated,\n  Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring Sodom,\n  They call it Harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom,\n  The Earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks,\n  Seekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers,\n  Our live is, connected to second son of Isaacs, which had a tight grip,\n  On the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother,\n  The elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder,\n  Down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer,\n  To slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score,\n  The same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before,\n  They climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors,\n  We came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here,\n  Then they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs,\n  Please adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise,\n  And watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath..\n  [Chorus]\n  One Step, One Flesh, One Breath\n  One Step, One Flesh, One Breath\n  One Step, One Flesh, One Breath\n  One Step, One Flesh, One Breath\n  One Step, One Flesh, One Breath\n  One Step, One Flesh, One Breath\n  One Step, One Flesh, One Breath\n  One Step, One Flesh, One Breath\n  Devils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbels,\n  We wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me,\n  To the unholy, because my father told me,\n  I lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?,\n  The president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of Haiti,\n  Slaughtered babies from the waters of Ufraeties,\n  Maybe they send germs that polluted our sperm,\n  And made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes,\n  And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies,\n  But in the halls of Farrow the walls are narrow,\n  And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom,\n  Now free them, lets feed um', feed um'...\n  They took the first book of Jacob to Jamaica,\n  Promised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal,\n  Understand the jewel, brought to the 50 states,\n  Deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived,\n  We tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...\n  [Chorus]\n  One Step...\n  One, One, Step, Step\n  One, One, Flesh\n  One, One, Step..\n  One, One, Breath...\n  One.. Step....\n  One... 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our rices, I stay in ciphers\nOur live is, connected to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip\nOn the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother\nThe elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder\nDown from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer\nTo slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score\nThe same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before\nThey climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors\nWe came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here\nThen they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs\nPlease adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise\nAnd watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath.\n\n[chorus: hell razah, (tekitha)]\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(your arms too short to box with god...)\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n(your arms too short to box with god...)\n\n[killah priest]\nDevils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles\nWe wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me\nTo the unholy, because my father told me\nI lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?\nThe president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of haiti\nSlaughtered babies from the waters of euphrates\nMaybe they send germs that polluted our sperm\nAnd made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes\nAnd told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies\nBut in the halls of farrow the walls are narrow\nAnd religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom\nNow free them, lets feed um', feed um'...\nThey took the first book of jacob to jamaica\nPromised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal\nUnderstand the jewel, brought to the 50 states\nDeuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived\nWe tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...\n\n[chorus]\n\n[outro: tekitha]\nOne step...\nOne, one, step, step\nOne, one, flesh\nOne, one, step.\nOne, one, breath...\nOne. step...\nOne... step...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: One Step (Album Version Explicit)\n  artist: Killah Priest\n  album: Heavy Mental\n  duration_ms: 261000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [intro: killah priest, {killah priest in background of his intro}]\n  Your arms too short to box with god...\n  (kp, iron shiek,\n  In these times we gotta take one step. forward.\n  Put one foot in front of the other, my brother.\n  Yo, check this out)\n  {killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn,\n  Royal fam, dreddy kruger}\n\n  [killah priest]\n  Early natives related to throwns of david\n  Captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships\n  They stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite\n  Lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated\n  Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring sodom\n  They call it harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom\n  The earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks\n  Seekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers\n  Our live is, connected to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip\n  On the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother\n  The elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder\n  Down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer\n  To slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score\n  The same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before\n  They climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors\n  We came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here\n  Then they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs\n  Please adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise\n  And watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath.\n\n  [chorus: hell razah, (tekitha)]\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (your arms too short to box with god...)\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  (your arms too short to box with god...)\n\n  [killah priest]\n  Devils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles\n  We wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me\n  To the unholy, because my father told me\n  I lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?\n  The president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of haiti\n  Slaughtered babies from the waters of euphrates\n  Maybe they send germs that polluted our sperm\n  And made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes\n  And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies\n  But in the halls of farrow the walls are narrow\n  And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom\n  Now free them, lets feed um', feed um'...\n  They took the first book of jacob to jamaica\n  Promised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal\n  Understand the jewel, brought to the 50 states\n  Deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived\n  We tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...\n\n  [chorus]\n\n  [outro: tekitha]\n  One step...\n  One, one, step, step\n  One, 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the gold marbles\nWe wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle\nBefore the devil sold me to the unholy\nHe called my father Toby\nI lived life amongst the lowly, lowly\nThe president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of Haiti\nSlaughter babies from the waters of Euphrates\nMaybe they sent germs that polluted our sperm\nAnd made us live uncircumcised in the serpent eyes\nAnd told us certain lies and each day a servant dies\nBut in the halls of Pharaoh, the walls are narrow\nAnd religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom\nNow freedom, let's feed 'em\nThey took the first book of Jacob to Jamaica\nPromised us forty acres and a mule\nTreated like an animal, understand the jewel\nBrought to the fifty states\nDeuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates\n1555 Is when we first arrived\nWe tell jokes with some get high and watched the fish fry\n\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\nOne step, one flesh, one breath\n\nNo monument will mark my resting place\nI will leave only this, the story of my life\nI have lived fully and deeply\nI have tasted passion, crime and even murder\nIt is for you to judge me\nYou must weigh the good against the evil\nThe passion against the tenderness\nThe crime against the charity\nThe pleasure against the pain","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: One Step (Featuring Tekitha & Hell)\n  artist: Killah Priest\n  album: Rap HipHop\n  duration_ms: 261000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Your arms too short to box with God\n  KP, King Priest, Mad Sheik, Big Free\n  See, in these times we gotta take one step forward\n  Put one foot in front of the other, my brother\n  Yo, check this out\n\n  Early natives related to the thrones of David\n  Captured by some patriots and thrown on slave ships\n  They stripped us naked while the wise picked their favorite\n  Lives were wasted in the hands of the hated\n  Driven from the garden, now we starving\n  In the martyring Sodom, they call it Harlem\n  Worldly problems got us at the bottom\n  The earth crisis had the righteous grabbing ice picks\n  Seeking psychics for advices\n  I stay in ciphers, I like this\n  Connected to the second son of Isaac's which had a tight grip\n  On the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother\n  The elder should serve the younger, words heard in thunder\n  Hell from under rose and plagued the globe with hunger\n  Now it's bolder summers, the soldier slumbers, behold the number\n  Six hundred, six and three scores\n  The same as Esau who ate his meat raw\n  In the time before, they climb aboard a dinosaur\n  Information held behind the doors\n  We came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here\n  Then they gave us crack and beer\n  In the back of the stairs, please adapt your ears\n  Add or subtract the years\n  Inform the unwise and watch the sun rise from sunset\n  None slept, one flesh, one breath\n\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n\n  Devils marvel, they caught us playing with the gold marbles\n  We wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle\n  Before the devil sold me to the unholy\n  He called my father Toby\n  I lived life amongst the lowly, lowly\n  The president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of Haiti\n  Slaughter babies from the waters of Euphrates\n  Maybe they sent germs that polluted our sperm\n  And made us live uncircumcised in the serpent eyes\n  And told us certain lies and each day a servant dies\n  But in the halls of Pharaoh, the walls are narrow\n  And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom\n  Now freedom, let's feed 'em\n  They took the first book of Jacob to Jamaica\n  Promised us forty acres and a mule\n  Treated like an animal, understand the jewel\n  Brought to the fifty states\n  Deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates\n  1555 Is when we first arrived\n  We tell jokes with some get high and watched the fish fry\n\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n  One step, one flesh, one breath\n\n  No monument will mark my resting place\n  I will leave only this, the story of my life\n  I have lived fully and deeply\n  I have tasted passion, crime and even murder\n  It is for you to judge me\n  You must weigh the good against the evil\n  The passion against the tenderness\n  The crime against the charity\n  The pleasure against the pain\n"}]