Design In Malice Lyrics - Violence Begets Violence - Jedi Mind Tricks

Uhhh 

Sing bitch 

Young 

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If I don't have the mag I get a bastard stabbed 

With a knife because I claw for an Alaskan crab 

Young, I'm down with Vinnie give me six weeks 

All y'all little pipsqueaks is up shit's creek 

Think we a joke? I'll put three in your throat 

Drunk off gin and C&C coke then we flee in a boat 

Then I come open up the spot with coconut Ciroc so the hoes'll suck some cock 

Then I'll forget the call, after the nut I get attention deficit disorder 

1-5 catch us off Xes and dust 

Whole clique of registered sex offenders 

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Pop shit, we'll hold your funeral XCs 

Niggas money come in roman numerals 

Your block slow now, she fuck with them rappers 

Cause y'all niggas money took a muscle-relaxer 

I'mma the mastermind with a faster rhyme 

It's work, not how I pass the time 

I'mma the mastermind with a faster rhyme 

It's work, not how I pass the time 

I'mma the mastermind with a faster rhyme 

It's work, not how I pass the time 

I'mma the mastermind with a faster rhyme 

It's work, not how I pass the time 

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My music is strong enough to stop a bomb 

I'm putting pressure on you kids like I'm a soccer mom 

Who you think idea that it was to stop Saddam? 

Who you think idea that was to drop the bomb? 

You get your shit rocked ma like Mustafa song 

You blowing smoke you motherfucker, you should cop a bong 

The nine Taurus jam a little bit, the Glock is strong 

I move brutal and use voodoo like Papa Shango 

Over a billion Muslims, you could never stop Islam 

Over a billion bullets shooting from the chopper's arm 

The backstage filled with liquor and a lot of traum' 

Cause it's been hard on Vinnie since my father gone 

I'm about to blow the fucking horns like it was Rosh Hashanah 

This is the calm before the storm, Armageddon dawn 

Carry a motherfucker head that I shred in Nam 

I speak literally, figuratively, the prophet gone 

I'mma the mastermind with a faster rhyme 

It's work, not how I pass the time 

I'mma the mastermind with a faster rhyme 

It's work, not how I pass the time 

I'mma the mastermind with a faster rhyme 

It's work, not how I pass the time 

I'mma the mastermind with a faster rhyme 

It's work, not how I pass the time 

You don't have to search and question 

I have the purse and the murder weapon 

Never get a second chance to make a first impression 

I'm no virgin, a murderer and I'm an urban legend 

Rather be of real service than to serve in Heaven 

I don't like cops, I don't like co-operators 

I don't like traitors or story corroborators 

In any problem I'm the common denominator 

My behaviour is the product of intoxicators 

I'm just blood addicted, it's the other liquid 

I'm above the limit off of the blood of the wicked 

Don't even ask, there's somebody in the body bags 

The blood matches that's on the hatchets and hockey mask 

I'm never traumatized, I don't have to compromise 

I don't have economize the homicides 

You tell reasons to take the will my faith is nil 

I believe that even Jesus has a way to kill