作词 : Esclante, Reed
*horses neighing*
As the final days begin, God sends four terrible hor*********** *horses neighing*
to reek his vengeance on a sinfull word. The first three bring
conquest to war and famine.
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yea, yea, yea, yea.
Yea, yea. *********** that!
(Set it off.) Yea, yea, ya ***********tted.
Ya in some ***********t now, son.
It's on now, ***********as can suck my ***********.
I'm back! *********** that ***********t!
Ready to eat ***********z up, beat they ass and e'rything, son.
I'ma prove this ***********t, right here.
Me and my ***********. What!?
[Movie Sample]
Violence and punishment of enemies.
[Killah Priest]
I give a fake rapper a heart attack, once I start to rap
I'm a vocalist, ***********, I'm supposed to rip
Last Poet's told me this, hit ya in ya head wit my explosive fist
Then I finish ya off with my tremendous horse-kick *horses neighing*
What now, ***********? Look at ya talk ***********t
Just can't do it, cuz you ain't got no teeth in ya mouth
And I know ya just tired of me, beatin ya out
Ya trained all year, in a karate class
And took one second, to put yo' ass in a body bag
>From a shotty blast, I walk up in ya club and ya parties don't last
I like to pop ***********t, don't get me started
I slap y'all ***********as like y'all little kids in kindegarten
Squeeze yo' head till yo' kidneys harden
Now watch this, I'ma call my whole *********** squadron
[Movie Sample]
The four hor*********** of the apocalypse are among the bible's
most terrifying figures.
[Killah Priest]
Cuz y'all ***********z is ****** up
and Brooklyn ***********z is really ready to get ya
I know how to hit ya, and cut ya open
But don't worry, cuz I'ma stitch ya
With a rusty screwdriver
[Chorus x2: Killah Priest]
***********z bop yo' heads to this, real ***********t
Call up yo' cliques to this, it's realness
You feel this in yo' streets and village
Spare that new ***********t, Priest killed it
[Canibus]
Yo, yo, yo
Yo I'm a Macabeast MC and I possess the ability
To run at top speed without bendin my knees
I destory ***********t...
[Movie Sample]
The fourth hor*********** is the most frightening of them all.
[Canibus]
...wrap my hands around ya neck region
Then I start squeezin 'til ya stop breathin
You weaklins is playin tug-of-war wit ya tongues
I knock the teeth out ya gums and suck the breeze out ya lungs
Hit ya wit a blow your physical frame could never sustain
You'll probably never walk ever again
***********, you think you rhyme sick? I leave you lyin stiff
Pull you behind my horse til I break ya spine, ***********
Stop cryin ***********, before I hit ya wit the Iron Fist
You can't rhyme ***********, the one triple nine's mine ***********
The pain'll make ya voice change octaves
>From low-pitched to high-pitched, every hour we kill a hostage

And punish DJ's for puttin corny stickers on they mixes
Smack the stripper *********** for askin for our autograph and pictures
You'll be scared to leave the club wit us
You stratch my back, I'll scratch your's ***********
I'll eat ya salt-fish, if ya suck my sausage
I got an atomic sub, armed wit a sub-atomic scud
Ready to spill ya crimson-colored blood
The four hor*********** on the back of four quadropeds
Puttin four hoof prints on ya foreheads, ***********as!
*horses neighing*