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Jedi Mind Tricks

Genres: Hip-Hop

Track 2 From Outerspace Lyrics - Jedi Mind Tricks

(man talking) 

1979, all the fathers of noble prize winners were rounded up by united nations military units, alright 

and they were actually forced at gun point to give semen samples in little plastic jars, which are now stored below rockafeller center underneath the ice skating rink 

dont wanna be there for the thaw 

 

(Chorus) 

yo, yo 

its on now, we sit up in outerspace and throw bombs down 

you all hype up in our face nigga calm down 

you dont really want beef, planet war child 

your whole squad fall down 

 

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skies die from the stratus, splatter and capture the crowd 

this hip-hop shit, me and planet mastered the style 

every ryhme i spit, its just a paid dues 

while you suffer from third degree burns, when you make moves 

unable to quake, i shake the syndrome out the children 

nose blows got you feeling stiff cold your freezin' 

heavenly breathin', shook in the garden of eden 

you face christ, in the pain of price, of a debt you bleedin' 

you owe your life, plus your mind soul and body 

i send caution through wind to stop the mind of sacratees 

bring on playdough, philosiphes twist tornados 

my eyes a spectrum after the rain producing rainbows 

perposly aim those, sixteen, until your brain close 

i expose flows cold, your veins remian cold 

 

(chorusx2) 

 

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[planet] 

yo 

i was born to intensify your brain with skill 

my name is ill, P thats for the pain you feel 

LA for the lyrics that i aim to kill 

NE niggas know i entertain the fill 

train to build, train to steal the mics from you 

i might stun you, watch you back in a bright tunnel 

we spaced out, in the game for the same cloud 

those who claim playas, games get rained out 

?rode a tarp?, you get rejected like Rosa Parks 

You get torn apart, QD niggas got colder hearts 

your soul departs, heres where the explosion starts 

shit is hot, city blocks gettin' blown apart 

we throwin' darts, contamidated with fire 

while my soliders march, we blastin' at your attire 

sharp like barb wire, missles will scar liars 

decapitating your frame and leaving our jaw wired 

 

(chorusx2) 

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