Jedi Mind Tricks Album

{movie clip}

beware of the beast man.
for he is the devils pawn.
alone among gods primates.
he kills for sport,or lust,or greed.
yay he will murder his brother to posses his brothers land.
let him not breed in great numbers,
for he will make a desert of his home,and yours.
shun him, drive him back into his jungle lair.
for he is the harbinger of death.

[Canibus]
Jedi Mind Tricks... Canibus
Yo
I grab Mics bust the raw
Take flight adjust the Yaw
Break your bicuspid with your own jaw
Metaphors started menopause in your moms before you were born
Technically you don't even exist, God
A flick of the wrist, you'll be gone
Lost in limbo like pink shit camouflaged in a pig farm
I'm an enigma I rip bars
Or burn your star with 5 points
Plus the mic I ripped thus far
I stomp on ya forehead
Peel the top of your fucking face off like an orange
And eat the carnage
My God that sounds horrid, eating MC's
Is like eating garbage they make me vomit
Discombobulate prostates re-hydrate dry lakes
Wipe Ammonium Nitrate across the side of ya face
Anthropomorph, illogically speaking I'm out of ya league
Who can match the Bident with my top speed
Scourge of the earth, verses are merged into dirt
Heart line is flat lined through the therapy era
Sentences go through re-synthesis
I leave em looking bleaker than Memphis
Without Rockefeller membership
Don't be an optimist and try to rock with Bis
You end up in an iced-out sarcophagus

[Vinnie Paz]
Every rapper better fear me
Coz Vinnie Paz is a beast
And ya'll steady screaming for war but want peace
You trying ta walk through the fog where sun leaks
Ya trying to walk two dogs with one leash
You can't overstand the mathematics
How rip I bars, walk through walls perform magic
Tibetan Black Magic, I'm a warlord
I'll stab you through your fucking temple with a floorboard
I'm a born lord, I was baptised
To see the universal through a cats eyes
Here come the black skies;
It's all darkness
I breathe life into Jesus Christ's carcass!

[samples]

[Canibus]
Once I duct tape ya to the front of a Mack trucks, face ya
Drive through a brick wall, pull the parkin' brake up
Ask you for you proof of registration, say what?
I cant understand a word you saying, you fuck!
Peel you off till you drop on the floor
Drag you to the manifold,
Make you put your mouth around the exhaust
Squeeze your neck harder when you start to cough
I bet you never thought this could happen just for pissing me off
I'm in for hardcore Hiphop, the surrogate father
Protecting rap like the exoskeleton of a Lobster
I'll moonwalk on water, harpoon jackers
And drag em back to the harbour for the local photographers
Now point four fingers and watch through binoculars
Look what Harry Potter did to Andrew Galotti, Kid
Whether enemies exchange negative energy
But you can't forgive and forget with an elephant memory
Coz You-Know-Who snatched the mic from You-Know-Who
But lets keep that between me and you!
Me and JMT,
Rippers that'll rip your ass
I got an empty mag- Get em Vinnie Paz!!!

[Vinnie Paz]
I get a bloodlust when I see a slug bust
Hit your mug with a .38 snub and watch the blood rush
Nothings above us, ya'll better back off
Cos you a devil like the Canaanite in Sackcloth
We busting Gats off
It's a clean kill
It doesn't seem real when your spleen spill
So listen to what im spittin at y'all
La illaha, il Allah il Allah
Come on y'all your getting hit in the chest
Coz Vinnie Pazienz and Canibus is the best
Ripping the rest
And all ya'll seek is ashes
I love reading Koran in pitch blackness
I love reading the psalms to bitch actors
I love reading the palms of bitch rappers!>

(Some guy)
If one does what God does enough times, he becomes as God is
If you put it together, you get what you wanted
what you desired, if you do it enough times
He believes, you become one who is desired, and wanted, and accepted
Because God has Power
And if one does what God does enough times, one will become as God is

[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah Jedi Mind Baby
Yeah

Yeah we bringin you the hardcore, the real raw type shit
You ain't never seen nothing before like this
Its all real, all ill, and all natural
We all kill, all still, an blast at you
I like blood, I like tasting ya flesh
I like slugs, I like David Keresh
I like anything thats related to death
I like any king that can reign with his fist
Now back to the topic at hand
Steadily Shine, Shine Steadily with my fam
Im the one who put the nail in the cross
I'm the one who told the world about an alien corpse
I'm the one who brought the truth to the light
If you listening to me you couldn't lose in a fight
Abusing the mic, with the force of five lions
Anybody fuckin with Paz can die trying

[Vinnie Paz]
I'm a caged lion, always dying to hurt you
Always a believer that my rhymings a virtue
You just a heathen, and you lie like the church do
I can't believe that Allah hasn't cursed you
You too commercial, you still a disgrace
You like to sit around with women watching Will & Grace
I can't over-stand your sweetness
You should try hire a therapist to beat this
Im being facetious, you should heat this
Im the one who hammered the first nail in Jesus
Im the definition of Toxic
Anyone who ever got close to me got sick

[Vinnie Paz]
We like heavy metal, listening to Sepultura
Remain calm, study Islam, and read Torahs
You can't fallow the paths of Mans Hill
You can't study the math and can't ill
You can't over-stand what I believe
You drown in an ocean of God and can't breath
It's like I've been involved with beef
Since the days that I lost my teeth ??
I learn how to worship Allah
I learn how to rhyme, and I teach it to yall
Im speakin to yall
Its hardcore, real rap
Real Slugs, Real Clips and Real Gats
You real wack, and thats how I feel
And thats the reason that I got a reason to kill

Yeah.. fallow me daddy
Jedi Mind
What's the fuckin deal

yea
Jedi Mind Tricks
my man Stoup holdin' me down
yea yea

It's been five years since you've been locked in the PEN
And not to mention all the fuckin drama it bring
You always in my heart and that's a BEAUTIFUL thing
like warm air flowin from a beautiful spring
But that's sum wild shit to do to a king
And maybe some day i'll get used to the sting
For now i'll been thinkin about you everyday
And how we use to dumb out in everyway
Brought a smile to my face on my hardest of days
and praying that your mother and your father can raise
Your little brother into a man one day
I'll stay in touch with him so the plan won't stray
But don't you worry about your little brother, he fine
He smart with a heart and he steadily shine
And if the little soulja ever step outta line
u know i'm gonna be there to show him the time

So what the deal cuzin how it feel right now
I'll be there soon so just chill right now

Whas the deal cuzin how you feel right now
I'll be there soon so just chill right now

Yea it's Vinnie Paz, you know i'm sayin, Jedi Mind i'm holdin' u down baby

I'd rather walk these hollow grounds wit a glock or four pounds
Police lookin over my back with a glock it's low down
Wit a clock that slows down, it shoots flock wit no sound
And i'm carried away on my back like a stone popper party
Lyin' til' my soul hurts (soul hurts)
Mad as fuck scared and stuck, i can't control earth
Surrounded feelin like a cold hearse wanting to fold first
I thank my peeps every day becuz they chose birth
I'm totally greatful, at times i act hateful
Ya'll wish ya'll feed over me to reside in a gold cradle
Brown paper bag living in the latest whips
Trips to Ep Cops Centre in the space and shit
Always reminisce about the shit you laced us with
Always the street legend to the bravest cliques
And now i see niggaz gettin, it makes me sick
The same shit that could've made us rich, made us snitch
Divide the men from the boys see what makes them bitch
To watch mothers lovin' struggles just to raise their kids
Soar my mind every time that i raise this fifth
And drink the bottle til' it's hollow and it all makes sense

Get it right, blood is thicker than water, could never shit on my peeps
Allah space

[No lyrics]

Kool G Rap
You know the Don armed wit sixteen
And I do harm for this big cream, the whips and the cabbage
Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, slippin' the fabrics
Pull up wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hittin' the hazards
Spot a bitch wit that Cris habit, gotta have it
Fuck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage
Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish
She only lick dick status to get cabbage
Dick get lathered to the thick baptist
Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance
It's drama to the finish, put the llama to your appendix (aiight)
And squeezing the slug, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)
This where the buck stops, fuck props
Buck shots to the top money, what the fuck you forgot?
Thought I was done and wasn't touchin' the block?
Still real, bustin' the glock
Put it where you could see it (blao) what up now?

(Chorus)

Mike Tyson
People always talkin' bout I'm being loud and ruckus
I'm talkin' rogus because I'm angry, you know?
I'm angry about my experiences and all the things that I been through
See everyone else has the right to be angry
But this is just the way I express myself
(So, you ready to fight?)

Vinnie Paz
Y'all bust a motherfuckin' gat to this
Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholic
So I rap in Arabic, so my message is just immaculate
My rap elaborate, drink a forty and blaze a sack to it
My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it
I'm surly, miserable cat that slap shorties
Looks kinda resemble that of Fat Pauly
I don't even clap, young boy, he clap for me
Chain hang down from my dick, I'm that gaudy
I don't even fuck wit you cats, you rap poorly
I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny
Wit a wack army, we barkin' at you
And Vinnie Paz hold a hammer like a carpenter do
you should understand that I ain't really fuckin' around
and if you don't, you gonna find your body stuck in the ground
We buckin' em down, cuz that's how wrong my life is
Y'all don't understand how fuckin' strong my wife is
I'm from a time where every song was righteous
Before rap was just a swarm of white kids
And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness, or just another victim to the
pawns and shysters
I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers
Let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless
What!!! Fuckin' Vinnie Paz daddy!!!! Jedi Mind Tricks (Yeah!!!)

(Chorus)

Mike Tyson
And I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waste my life
Cause when I die I'm going to paradise
So I'm not worried, and I'm in a hurry to die
Cause I'm not gonna let nobody disrespect me
and make comments about me without me retaliating

[Movie quote: El Espinazo del Diablo (eng: The Devil's Backbone)]
¿Qué es un fantasma?
Un evento terrible, condenado a
repetirse una y otra vez.
Un instante de dolor, quizá.
Algo muerto, que por momentos
parece vivo aún.
Un sentimiento suspendido en el tiempo.

[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, Jedi Mind baby, como esto
Vinnie Paz, Vinnie got real, yeah yeah...

I'm like Mussolini, I rule with a iron fist
I stab you in the bladder with a dagger and watch you die in piss
Cut inside your wrist, drink the bloodmoney
And your face is the perfect place for a slug, money
You ain't a thug money, you all maggots
You like to chill and hold hands with faggots
You like to conduct yourself like a savage
You like the smell of males on your mattress
Cause that's established, I fuckin hate you
I hate your mother and father, because they made you
I hate the universe, because it create you
I hate everyone and anything that embrace you
Who fuckin raised you? You a fuckin disgrace!
And if you come around my way you get bucked in the face
Get snuffed in the face, then I wack you
With razors, nines, guns and what have you

[Vinnie Paz]
I'm Ayatollah Khomeini, I love to wage war
I love anybody who rhymes and stay raw
I love getting my rhymes in chainstores
I love splitting you mind with chainsaws
My thought-process is down in the fuckin' Lochness
Knock a motherfucker unconscious!
Cause I don't give a fuck if you a man or a beast
I handle my beef, tell Stoupe "hand me the heat"
Hand me the piece and let me buck with their head
We sicker than necrophiliacs fuckin' the dead
Buck 'em instead, and leave 'em to rot
Let their body flow down the river, and what not
When shit pop, I greet beef with a smile
Cause I ain't punched a faggot in his teeth in a while
But meanwhile we just tryin' to shine
Tryin' to get mine, try to get a grip for my mom

[Vinnie Paz]
I see you lookin' at me sideways daddy, that's your first mistake
Die for cross for Christ, baby burn in to stake
You learnin' too late
You too conserned with the fake
Too conserned with the law, that's why you turned into jake
You turned into snake, but I expected that
I'd like to get a fuckin' noose and put your neck in that
To me it's like the sound of music when your neck will crack
And now you temp to me to bring the doctor Jekyl back
Now that we settled that, it's like a war now
And Vinnie Paz bout the kick the fuckin door down
Cause Jedi Mind Tricks is goin for a renown now
It's like the callin of a storm now
But y'all know it's about the get ugly
Dirty rhymes, dirty beats, it's all muddy
For 12 long years, Jedi Mind we stay cruddy
As long as y'all showin' us love it's all lovely

[Planetary]
Yo, serious syllable wordplay, verse spray
Like a desert bird please, niggaz, where the curb lay
Turn plagen, pretty shitty on a church day
Ya city my committee, tustle where the dirt stay
Smokers try to sell dirt trays to undercovers
Old head feed kids, after runnin numbers
Damn shame niggaz in my crew can't bang
You the man, fame, here's my man frame, champagne
Swig to the wig, Belle', vodka, hit my rib
Corona beers with a slice of lemon first dib
On an open mic, growl follows, space over night
Destroying your perimeter, players and prototypes
(High powers) lift through your soul, through die shower
Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars
My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggaz childish
We grown folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

[Chorus x2: Planetary, Vinnie Paz]
Y'all can't touch us, cause we ain't fuckin' around
And y'all can't fuck with us, or else we buckin' dem down

[Vinnie Paz]
This animal rap, cannibal rap that we make
I hate y'all, hate law and hate jake
I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake
Cuz everybody bitin' the gods, a day late
I maintain, handle beef Islamly
Manage my life calmly, like I was Gandhi
Fuckin' with Vinnie Paz, the one man army
It take a shack and metal tank to harm me
Come on b, why you trynna to build
Why you trynna get ya whole entire family killed
I'm like a demon outta Amityville
I'm the motherfuckin' reason that you had any skill
With tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg drop
And put you in the figure-four leglock
And make ya head bop, cause we the rawest around
Vinnie Paz, with my man Stoupe holdin' me down

[Chorus x2]

[Planetary (Vinnie Paz)]
Surrender and quit (or I'ma let the venomous spit)
Tremendous equip (we buggin' off the Hennessy sip)
The weaponry hit (we lace you with the heavenly shit)
Only reason you live (cuz we at the end of the clip)
The energy split (y'all cats must be sick in the brain)
We hittin' the vein (cuz of y'all spittin' the same)
We shookin' the flame (and melted all the chips in ya chain)
We stick to the game (ran and inflicted the pain)
The stitches remain (and matter fact, we sonnin' y'all kids)
And after that we snatchin' up ya son and ya wiz
(We robbin' the kids, and puttin' metal slugs in ya wigs)
We stuck in the crib (frozen with your gut to the fridge)
We cuttin' ya ribs (Jedi Mind stifflin' y'all)
It's right from the far (we pointin' fuckin' rifles at y'all
You ain't icey at all, we provoke the sheisty to brawl)
If y'all sleep, Outerspace, slicin' ya jaw

[Chorus x2]-->

"And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."

Vinnie Paz (ikon) verse

these streets is vietnam/
im like Jesus tryin to complete a Psalm/
I beleive in Islam/
heathens can bleed till they gone/
its on, anyone can get hit/
anyone can get the center of their energy split/
my enemies fit, to face Palestine/
Ya'll bitch rappers only got hearts on Valentine's/
And all ya'll that wanna know how my metal feel/
It get settled in the temple when my beretta kill/
My pen bleeds the ink ya'll spill
but ya'll still seem to think ya'll real/
jedi mind real put the 9 to your grill/
we spit real...and ya'll run for the hills/
I'll stab you in the back till it weakens the knees/
and smash you with a statue of Jesus that bleeds/

Yea. It's Vinnie paz daddy! Jedi mind tricks!
My man Stoupe holdin it down
it's the real raw shit
the hardcore shit, kna-am sayin?

Yea

Friday the thirteen-style slashing ya face
bashing ya face, tell ya army, get back to their base
c'mon cousin, that's how we get down
we the only reason that you eat and breath in this town
we beatin them down
raise a blade, buck 50
I rap like no one out there can fuck with me
stuck with me, we ain't leaving the game
and keep it dirty cause we never had a reason to change
we keep it the same, start a war with the glock nine
and thug like a mob, and rock mine
So let me speak the truth again
the ancient babylonian's with nubian
you need to watch what you read in your class
cause the devil try to have you or repeatin the pass
I'm ready to go to war for Mumia
Fuck George Bush and his war, we gawn see him

Yea, walk with me now
Yea, walk with me now
Tryna step into the zone with Vinnie Paz is a...
understand that I ain't really fuckin around
Yea... Yea, walk with me now
Live raps crack ya jaw (Live raps crack ya jaw)
Yea, walk with me now...

I came down, the shame clown, kickin my same sound
I'ma reign now, giant fist-splitted james brown
I'm the poet, who rhymes was quoted
lines are loaded
shine decoded the vote and flow and showing signs I wrote it
At a auction, B, style cost some g's
Challangers eyes makes tears like they're forced of these
Percee P, that's me I get nasty
rock it flashy, pass me the mic at your ass, G
but I make wrecks, tape decks at my apex
packing latex, and safe sex with chicks and stricken paychecks
killing ya, fillin ya with rhymes similar
to bullets in the cylinder of a dillinger spillin ya brainfat
I'll blast ya later, you be then essays
And be there next day like JFK's assasinator
Nobody, ever win to represent us, never did
why you had to take us, I take every cent and your hottie

Yea, walk with me now
Yea, walk with me now
Tryna step into the zone with Vinnie Paz is a...
understand that I ain't really fuckin around

I'm like a dessert eagle when the hammer is cocked back
Anybody holdin any money should drop that
we shot back, spit a gospel of force
And burn y'll, with my philosophical torch
we're just tryna bring the raw shit
smoke a L, drink a forty on the block, raw shit
the hardcore shit, for ya'll the dumbed out
standin the back of the club and pull the gun out
Everybody run out, the sun out, it's over
I'll take it back to the past like Sankofa

Yea, it's vinnie paz baby. Stoupe - The enemy of mankind
it's like a brotherhood, it's all blood
it's all love baby, it's all love
walk with me now
walk with me now, what's the deal baby?
walk with me now
it's jedi mind, steadily shine
live from the 215, keepin it live... aight? Yea, yea

[Mike Tyson]
I was gonnna rip his heart out, I'm the best ever
I'm the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever been
My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable
And I'm just ferocious, I want your heart!
I wanna eat your children, praise be to Allah!

[Vinnie Paz]
They call me Kublain Khan, ready for war with a Ruger 9
I'm ready with a machete for Rudy Giulian
I'm ready for anybody who want war
Y'all ain't nice with the hands you can't brawl
You can't stall, we hold the black horses
I'm runnin' up in ya church to smack crosses
You lack rawness, you lack passion
You couldn't make it through war without rations
You just a homosexual; I think the gay rights movement
should meet you and then invest in you.
Rhymin' 'bout flowers 'n shit
And poets on the mic for twenty hours 'n shit
I'm housin' ya shit; Shuttin' ya fuckin' mic off
Snatch ya fuckin' poetry book and then kick the dyke off
Set the fight off, show 'em what real rap is
Real rhymes, real beats and real clappers
And we blast at Deep Cover,
Make you see murder [C-Murder] like Master P' brother
(Yea, what's the deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me)

[Chorus Stoupe]x2
"C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on"
"While real MC's and DJ's are a minority"
"Power, down goes another rapper"
"Make way, 'cause here I come"

[Ras Kass]
Yea, yo, yo, yea, fuck it

When I spit it get shitty like the teeth of Mike Bibby
Live from nowhere keep the west coast with me like J-Kidd
Slay chicks if she pretty, only fugitive you know slay chicks to be Diddy
No system electricity, spine the mind with it
Tryna go 50/50 with my Billboard's check
Like 800 first week, 800,000 the next
They put me on the cover of the Vibe I just might flex
Na, I'm too lazy, with hennessy and hoes
But I bench pressed the trigger of a four pound though
Hit enemies with rolls for money shows and clothes
Fuck bank rolls, I'm yellow gold in incredible flows
My homies sellin coke, 'cause nothin' love nobody
Said he like the free spirits with slugs to plug your body
'Til you shrug and flop like Vlade Divac
Paint picture perfect, inside rockin' the b-bop
We not confused, raps the nigga news
Each rhyme a "Minority Report", fuck Tom Cruise
Adversity my muse, that's why I make mus-ic
Transmit SARS, it's 20 bars as you spit

[Chorus Stoupe]x2

"C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on"
"While real MC's and DJ's are a minority"
"Power, down goes another rapper"
"...Make way, 'cause here I come"

[No lyrics]

[Vinnie Paz]
God hates me, never keep my banger on safety
My mother raised me alone, you can't break me
My hearts pumpin the blood of Royce Gracie
My thoughts dumpin the slug and point straightly
You rhyme fakely, you still scarred
I'm steady in deep thoughts like Bill Maher
I'm real raw, we just dumbin it out
And y'all ain't sayin nothin with a gun in yo mouth
Thats what I'm about, but Vinnie Paz go deeper
Y'all still under the spell of dose ether
The Grim Reaper, its all nature
And every word from Allah is on paper
We all hate ya, we can't stand you
Chapter 8, verse 3, book of Daniel
You like a candle, you just burn
You never worship Allah, you can't learn

[Chorus Stoupe]

[Goretex]
Chemicle, space ships, see dust splits, hit from the Matrix
Pig Destroyer, Anakis kiss, splatter your patriots
Make coke stops, injectin my pockets with botox
Laytex bitches be chokin on cock like Blow-Pops
My flows hot, my glocks like a popular friend
Sniffin Oxycontin, we ride till the popular says
Merciful fate, we at the gates, I hurt you for cake
Cause Red Planets like a Shit Magnet, it counters with Jay
Digital cuffs, runnin from the D's and the fuzz
Gut you out, rock Gas Mask, bleedin an stuff
Into the void like blue velvet, goons and clerics
New syntetic designer jewels for moods in deserts
In heaven and earth, barcodes to measure my girth
Thats like the J.D.L. joinin the zulu nation for turf
Birth of the solar, we did so, write for the cobra
God teks me, and we all stand with iced out clothes

[Chorus Stoupe]

[Tragedy Khadafi]
Check it.. yo.. yo

Now where it be's like, niggaz wanna stay tight, I stay right
Face fight, get your weak, split, shit then I spit
Most Accurate, Flex writin back a bit
range on the side of it Yo I'm tryin to get a lot of it
I rock that exotic shit, spit the hottest shit
Yo trial, might get the same time ya oughta get
Death before dishonor shit, gangster persona shit
Jedi Mind, 2-5 is who I'm probably with
When Im tryin to score the third, its who I holler with
Yo hood, its my project, exchange objects
Yo guns for my teks, yo range for my lex
Q.B. to Philly, we control sets
I stay splurgin, heads stay wrapped in Turbans
Tighter than a Virgin of Ford Excursion, nigga
So how you figure that we don't be reppin
Hoes sell weapons in the Dodge Intreped, nigga

[Chorus Stoupe]

[Tragedy Khadafi]
Yo Stoupe, whattup baby, whats good
Jedi Mind, the gracious, 2-5 collabo

[Rocky Raez]
Yea, ok, yo, listen, check it, yo

Heyo these streets hate me, but they made me a animal
We little ghetto boys that was raised on the avenue
We drug dealers, stick-up kids, and what have you
In rap battles with the audience that clap at you
My block crazy, I never seen a CAB pass through
On bright sunny days you can see my black shadow
Gats with barrels sucked under the apparel
And that's natural in a city with CRACKED statutes
Please believe it, gun shots don't keep secrets
You keep sleepin', get caught in ya Jeep preachin
Always listen to an old man when he speakin'
To learn how to keep AT LEAST A GRAND on the weekend
Learn how to analyze a man when he creepin'
Learn not to never burn a bridge when you leakin'
That's street knowledge, write it down and speak about it
Drug dealers use this rap the street OUTLETS
I leave doubters in the back and move outwards
Watch for them niggaz with Timbs and loose outfits
Guns don't kill people, the bullets'll kill people
And bullets leave holes in people you just see through
It's all mathematics it's what the streets equal
These streets EVIL, city niggaz with Desert Eagles
They won't hesitate to drive-by in TINTED regals
And that's how it is in my life, that's how it is
(Yea, it's Rocky Raez y'all, the Ghostwriters)

[Chorus]x2
Heyo, what's really good? (In your hood)
'Cuz I got it on lock (In my hood)
We hustle what we could (On yo' block)
You niggaz ain't stop (On my block)

[Vinnie Paz talking during chorus]

I got the SOUND RIGHT REASONING OF MALACHI YORK
Only speak to me if I allow you to talk
Cuz y'all ain't never learn that you crawl before walk
My four-pound LAYING you down like Black Hawk
The gat's SPARK, intelligent born vicious
Military thug who follow Allah wishes
That's why I don't eat pork and cause sickness
And that's why CLITTORAL cats is like bitches
And y'all be more hard pressed to stop me
And fiends dumpin' out on the block, it's rock free
So fuck peace, cousin bring me to war
So I can have blood on my hands with C-4
I need more, need weed and need cash
Or I'ma shoot three at ya team like Steve Nash
You BLEED fast, 'cuz that's jus how it go down
That's how Vinnie Pazi ends up always holdin the crown
I'm holdin' it down, with five nickel nine biscuits
I live my life for Allah, DEFY CHRISTMAS
But y'all always in Jedi Mind business
Now your body parts are buried in five ditches
It's fuckin' Vinnie Paz baby

[No lyrics]

this is not like any other fight I've been in, there's nothing these kids can do to stop me, its gonna be a night of pain...

scratching (sample)

Verse 1: Vinnie Paz

We heavenly devine, that's why we steadily shine,
and put a steel mic through an enemy's spine.
My voice got power like if ten of me rhyme.
and gettin in my face mean its weaponary time.
Look at you, studying my every rhyme,
banging this, listening to every line, have em rewind.
Vinnie Paz will fight vicious,
Y'all easier to fuck with than white bitches.
We nice with this, ya'll better stand still
Must have forgot the fact Vinnie Paz ill.
I doubt y'all, hologram the outlaw,
ya'll muhfuckers is never right like southpaws.
Thats why I doubt ya'll, ya'll ain't raw,
wettin' you with a 45 caliber claw.
You wanna see the last kid I battled before?
Then check his fuckin brains where it splattered the wall.

Chorus: Sample

Verse 2: Vinnie Paz

You're forced to fight, when I'm scorchin' the mic,
My source of life, holy, like the corpse of Christ.
You lost your life and I'm the sorcerer right?
And Vinnie Paz rhyme have you lost in the light.
What ya'll muchfuckers think you flossin' tonight?
Gimme that, matter of fact, toss me your ice.
we steel, my clique is too ill,
and ya'll, ya'll more bitch than Dru Hill.
But the true skill that comes through me,
is from bangin' on hell freeze by cool-c.
Ya'll don't move me, ya'll at war with the veteran,
with a digital trigger finger like the lederman.
the vendetta man, I know where my hearts at,
I'm the better man, so don't start that.
When I bomb back, burn fuckin leeches,
send you to hell to see more shells than beaches.
We eliters, we from Hamburger Hill,
science and math combine with supreme skill.
My team ill, I'll send you to hell fast,
the cream build, you buried in Belfast.

Chorus: Sample

[Planet]
In my historical oracle
I blast metaphorical
editorials educating
in my territorial get torn
heavily armed with seventy bombs
that'll blast devine like the heavenly song
Your men'll be gone
if they explore my deepest thoughts
i beat hearts in 2 then ask demons for chalk
I'm dreaming a stalk
MCees in the dark I walk
Blindfolded the mines golded
Watch how you talk
My styles is an art
Recognize lycially purity
All hell breaks loose like a mall with no security
The dopest vocalist
with my third eye, I focus with
I proceed, flow with the speed of an INDY motorist
There's more of this than wasted
Shiny chains and braclets
I hit tracks my toungue weigh
for the brains to blaze in
Amazin angelic, tell it to your people
"Your mic and my mic, come on yo!... no equal"

[chorus]x2

Illedelph is like the sun cuz we shine with rhymes
Underground is like the moon you only see us at times
and at times with light skies when the stars recline
Jedi Mind, Outerspace, coincide to combine

[Jus Allah]
Raw poems, bury your body in catacombs
rip your soul from your limbs
like brims from Jip Jones
In the Twilight Zone we disperse cowards
Vampires that stalk earth on reversed hours
Nite cause we talk a different song
My latitude is God darts out my jaw
leave eternal scars
You left breathing out of tubes
Straws by the marksman, harnessin
Science for the marvelous and the charlatan
Raps will make your parallax
My domain has power to block synapses I daze
War shots fight of by the army type warlock
Devil's Plan is to have you drip in the Clorox
Beast deceiving us ways devious possessing
My peeps to walk streets with stolen heat like Prometheus
Elements rushin you back to hell again
Illadelphians crush your skeleton into fuckin gelatin

Chorus

[Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
Dont ever come at me with war
I'm seven scores of orators
rappers fall onto all fours like minotaurs
with Jedi Mind and the planetary we bombin this
we stand one step above you like a pharmacists
with all in this detonate the bomb
Heads dread hallucinogenics in Vietnam
I spit a song create bombs like an Iraqi
Swear on the bible and the lines of Ecclesiastes

[Planet]
Assault and battery

[Ikon the Verbal Halogen]
Battle me that'll be what splits you
Store enormous amounts of energy in a crystal
we boa constrict you
The gods are militant
You faggots couldn't go the length
like you was impotent, you ignorant
Your whole click is split in half
You step in allah's path, and face the lords wrath, WHAT

[chorus] 2X

Kool G Rap
You know the Don armed wit sixteen
And I do harm for this big cream, the whips and the cabbage
Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, slippin' the fabrics
Pull up wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hittin' the hazards
Spot a bitch wit that Cris habit, gotta have it
Fuck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage
Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish
She only lick dick status to get cabbage
Dick get lathered to the thick baptist
Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance
It's drama to the finish, put the llama to your appendix (aiight)
And squeezing the slug, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)
This where the buck stops, fuck props
Buck shots to the top money, what the fuck you forgot?
Thought I was done and wasn't touchin' the block?
Still real, bustin' the glock
Put it where you could see it (blao) what up now?

(Chorus)

Mike Tyson
People always talkin' bout I'm being loud and ruckus
I'm talkin' rogus because I'm angry, you know?
I'm angry about my experiences and all the things that I been through
See everyone else has the right to be angry
But this is just the way I express myself
(So, you ready to fight?)

Vinnie Paz
Y'all bust a motherfuckin' gat to this
Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholic
So I rap in Arabic, so my message is just immaculate
My rap elaborate, drink a forty and blaze a sack to it
My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it
I'm surly, miserable cat that slap shorties
Looks kinda resemble that of Fat Pauly
I don't even clap, young boy, he clap for me
Chain hang down from my dick, I'm that gaudy
I don't even fuck wit you cats, you rap poorly
I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny
Wit a wack army, we barkin' at you
And Vinnie Paz hold a hammer like a carpenter do
you should understand that I ain't really fuckin' around
and if you don't, you gonna find your body stuck in the ground
We buckin' em down, cuz that's how wrong my life is
Y'all don't understand how fuckin' strong my wife is
I'm from a time where every song was righteous
Before rap was just a swarm of white kids
And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness, or just another victim to the
pawns and shysters
I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers
Let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless
What!!! Fuckin' Vinnie Paz daddy!!!! Jedi Mind Tricks (Yeah!!!)

(Chorus)

Mike Tyson
And I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waste my life
Cause when I die I'm going to paradise
So I'm not worried, and I'm in a hurry to die
Cause I'm not gonna let nobody disrespect me
and make comments about me without me retaliating

VP = Vinnie Paz
DD = Des Devious

[samples]

VP: Yeah. F**k Geo-*blanked out* and what he stand for
DD: For sendin' my little cousin into the damn war
VP: What the f**k we on sombody else's land for?
DD: Murder innocent people for Uncle Sam's law
VP: Everybody know it's all over oil
DD: It's all for the greed and the money that ain't for you
VP: it's off with the head of *blanked out* that ain't loyal
DD: Off with the head of a snake, he ain't for you
VP: *blanked out* givin' dollars to the Taliban
DD: And young Americans dead before they had a fam
VP: Look, I don't got a beef with the war
DD: I got a beef with a war mistreatin' the poor
VP: I got beef with everything that he do
DD: I got beef with the lies misleading the youth
VP: And I'm about to take the law in my own hands
DD: And I'm about to *blanked out* a grown man
VP: *unintelligible* we should run up at night
DD: Black masks, black tape, black *blanked out*
VP: Should we terrorize the city like the summer of Sam?
DD: Or should we bang this *blanked out* without a plan?

[samples]

VP: We *blanked out*
DD: And I'm about to run up in this motherf**ker and blast
VP: First things first, cousin, how we get in?
DD: We could take the janitor for all they gear and they timbs
VP: e could tell them that we tryin' to raise money for aids
DD: And we could start the onslaught for all they criminal ways
VP: Now that we in here, where the f**kin *blanked out*?
DD: Where my four pound?
VP: Where my f**kin knife at? My fault, it's right here with the spiked bat
DD: We dettin' them raw, nobody can fight back
VP: Probably in the bedroom scared to death
DD: Gunshots, wait till you see whats next
VP: Des, kick in the door! if the *blanked out* make a move *blanked out*
DD: Nigga it's movin, the *blanked out* took a piss on the floor
VP: *blanked out* ain't gettin' nothing else except a kick in the jaw
DD: Tell *blanked out* we need more money for poor folks
VP: And to respect others like the book that Allah wrote
DD: Nah, nigga, I ain't with that deal
VP: Oh *blanked out* how it feel?

[samples]