One Step TRADUÇÃO - Killah Priest (Impressão)

One Step

[intro: killah priest, {killah priest in background of his intro]

Your arms too short to box with god...

(kp, iron shiek,

In these times we gotta take one step.. forward.

Put one foot in front of the other, my brother..

Yo, check this out)

{killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn,

Royal fam, dreddy kruger

[killah priest]

Early natives related to throwns of david

Captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships

They stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite

Lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated

Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring sodom

They call it harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom

The earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks

Seekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers

Our live is, connected to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip

On the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother

The elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder

Down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer

To slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score

The same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before

They climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors

We came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here

Then they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs

Please adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise

And watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath..

[chorus: hell razah, (tekitha)]

One step, one flesh, one breath

(your arms too short to box with god...)

One step, one flesh, one breath

(your arms too short to box with god...)

One step, one flesh, one breath

(your arms too short to box with god...)

One step, one flesh, one breath

(your arms too short to box with god...)

One step, one flesh, one breath

(your arms too short to box with god...)

One step, one flesh, one breath

(your arms too short to box with god...)

One step, one flesh, one breath

(your arms too short to box with god...)

One step, one flesh, one breath

(your arms too short to box with god...)

[killah priest]

Devils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles

We wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me

To the unholy, because my father told me

I lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly?

The president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of haiti

Slaughtered babies from the waters of euphrates

Maybe they send germs that polluted our sperm

And made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes

And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies

But in the halls of farrow the walls are narrow

And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom

Now free them, lets feed um', feed um'...

They took the first book of jacob to jamaica

Promised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal

Understand the jewel, brought to the 50 states

Deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived

We tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...

[chorus]

[outro: tekitha]

One step...

One, one, step, step

One, one, flesh

One, one, step..

One, one, breath...

One.. step....

One... step...

Um Passo

[intro: killah priest, {killah priest ao fundo de sua introdução}]

Seus braços são curtos demais pra brigar com Deus...

(kp, iron shiek,

Nesses tempos, temos que dar um passo.. à frente.

Coloque um pé na frente do outro, meu irmão..

Yo, escuta isso)

{killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn,

Royal fam, dreddy kruger

[killah priest]

Nativos antigos ligados aos tronos de Davi

Capturados por alguns patriotas, e jogados em navios negreiros

Eles nos despiram, enquanto suas esposas escolhiam seus favoritos

Vidas desperdiçadas, nas mãos dos odiados

Expulsos do jardim [jardim], agora estamos morrendo na sodoma martirizada

Chamam de harlem, problemas mundiais nos colocaram no fundo

A crise da terra, e os justos pegam suas picaretas

Buscadores como nós por nossos direitos, eu fico em círculos

Nossa vida está conectada ao segundo filho de Isaque, que tinha um aperto firme

Nos calcanhares do irmão, revelado à sua mãe

Os mais velhos que serviam ao mais novo, palavras ouvidas como trovão

De baixo, levantaram-se e fugiram pra crescer na fome, agora tá frio no verão

Pra desacelerar seu sono, veja um número, 600, 6 e 3 vezes 20

O mesmo que ele viu, que comeu seu calor cru, no tempo anterior

Eles subiram a bordo de um dinossauro, informações guardadas atrás das portas

Viemos da atmosfera, o físico nos prendeu aqui

Então nos deram crack e cerveja, na parte de trás das escadas

Por favor, adapte seus ouvidos, adicione ou subtraia os anos, e forme os imprudentes

E veja o nascer do sol do pôr do sol, sem dormir, uma carne, um fôlego..

[chorus: hell razah, (tekitha)]