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    Jedi Mind Tricks / Lyrics

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    "Genghis Khan" Lyrics

    Jedi Mind Tricks feat. Tragedy Khadafi

    [Tragedy Khadafi]
    You about to witness a two five Jedi Minds collabo
    You know what I mean?
    The God Jus Allah

    [Jus Allah]
    Megatraum is a Martian feeding off weed and cash
    I dash for my shipment of Roswell crash
    You smash when you dash with the clashing ox
    Saw you in half without a fucking magical box
    Wet pussy always seems to splash my cock
    I'm dead they just didn't leave the casket locked

    Pass my block I let shots drill in your spleen
    We're ill marines with hand held killing machines
    Steal dreams with the armored steel
    Guard your grill
    Nigga, I was brought up by the Kents in Smallville
    Following Allah's will, harbouring the skill
    Caught up in the real
    Don't give me cause to kill
    Nocturnal, I stroll where the darkness goes
    If I had to follow the moon across the globe
    With the staff and white robe
    I still hold metal
    Disciples who walk on glass and rose petals

    [Tragedy Khadafi]
    Yo, last rites, we flash to blast twice
    [Ikon the Hologram]
    Jedi Mind 252 we mad nice

    [Tragedy Khadafi]
    We smash mics, and blast too precise
    [Ikon the Hologram]
    Fast 40 days and pray for 40 nights

    Yo, I'm savage
    I write rhymes in pitch blackness
    Any motherfucker that front, is left backless
    Y'all motherfuckers just burn into ashes
    Trying to step into the zone with Vinnie Paz
    It's Black Sabbath
    Put a slug in his grill
    'Cause Jedi Mind two five thug'n for real
    You ever think their might be trouble, then peel
    'Cause a motherfucker like me dumpin to kill
    Y'all better pass the mic 'cause Vin's ill
    Y'all learn the Facts Of Life from Kim Fields

    I don't know how many kids my flow harms
    My gun control leave y'all with no arms
    Y'all love to smell the stench of dead bodies
    Left in the path of the pad of Khadafi
    Five Nine turn it up, ????? ?????
    Animal thug who bust slugs in the lobby

    Yo, last rites, we flash to blast twice
    Jedi Mind 252 we mad nice
    We smash mics, and blast too precise
    Fast 40 days and pray for 40 nights

    [Tragedy Khadafi]
    I hit the turnpike on dirtbikes with 2 'litas
    On my way to Philly to fight for Mumia
    Only thug guerillas are react to this
    The laws try to destroy black activists
    Half of y'all, is performers and actresses
    I keep at least a 100 grand in the mattresses
    Shit so hot, soon as i write it i get indicted
    I dare one y'all scared niggas to bite it
    I stood in hood lobbies getting my rocks off
    With longjohns and 3 pairs of socks on
    Ducking from the pigs so I don't get knocked off
    Or popped off, and y'all thugs are soft
    It's like you're skirt get pulled up, clothes come off
    Red Dragons, can't even fuck with my brain patterns
    I'm all live, Pentium Plus and Benz wagons
    Maki, believe me it do ring bells
    If you saw me do dirt you won't live to tell
    I'd lived in a cell
    Did bids in hell
    Held niggas at gunpoint for ransom and bail

    Yo, last rites, we flash to blast twice
    Jedi Mind 252 we mad nice
    We smash mics, and blast too precise
    This song was submitted on January 22nd, 2005 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © NETTWERK MUSIC GROUP.
    Written by Producer, Jedi Mind Tricks, Percy Lee Chapman.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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