Kublai Khan Lyrics - Visions Of Gandhi - Jedi Mind Tricks

[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 

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[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 

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[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