Текст песни Jedi Mind Tricks - Godflesh

A History Of Violence
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Jedi Mind Tricks
Альбом: A History Of Violence
Длительность: 04:09
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We're so sick with the flow, sing along like you caught A disease Manifest in the mirror, don't sing lip shows, we go beyond Man it's hard to believe, guess we're blessed it's a miracle So watch, it's the Army Of Pharaos when you swallow your needs Go from flesh to the spiritual Gotta pray for a miracle like Moses when he parted the seas Yes, yes, it's a miracle [Verse 1: King Magnetic] They call the stupid on the Stoop, I'm in the studio with Stoupe I'm unusually loose in a movie role with true Co-starring, don't spar with no heart, it's my level Those targets, slow harvest, bombarded by metal So garbage, so ghetto, so far but so settled Don't harp but no father, slow peddle Rosetta made blooms [? ] We all got a history of violence on the record Except for this record, Baby Grande This lady take the stand and my record's playing in the court like a reggae band Still a ladies man, Mag expensive I don't get brain, I test dames' gag reflexes Ecstasy dealer, I bag their exes Stab em breathless without grabbing breakfast I might pull ahead or You're lower than a flat when I'm reaching with a spare [? ] [Chorus] [Verse 2: Vinnie Paz] Yo, you could never fucking test the god The kickback of the Smith and Wesson hard I love to think that you a devil for ingesting lard That's a part of every lesson that he sent the father Vinnie never claimed to be a prophet, I'm a vessel, god Me and my seven Mac 11's have a special bond Same bond when the Koran give me a special calm I wave the motherfucking ratchet like it's Desert Storm And use it so I can detach you from your legs and arms I'm the one who's reinventing the steel The one who took the art of rhyming, reinvented the wheel My venom will kill, my spit game like a neurotoxin They call me blood 'n guts warrior, Arturo boxing It's nothing anything or anyone could do to stop em Matter of fact, even attempting it's a foolish option Anyone who try to disrespect my crew, I'll pop em And tell the rest of the puerto ricans bring the tools and [? ] em [Chorus] [Verse 3: Jus Allah] Bury them and the Aryans that carried them All stare, scared that humanitarians Spare none of them, tear their young from them Shun them, punt them into kingdom come's conundrum Hunt them, punish them, confront them Drunken them, come undone thunking Summons him from the stomach of a sunless dungeon Bludgeon them, make the chump to become consumption Not an option to stop us, fairly obvious They're innocuous, the despair of the populous Get your fill of I'll-gotten goddesses Drill them with a modest amount of bottomless promises Turn the water scarlet red, let it turn from the faucet heads Get to [? ] little trails in the carpet threads Have em adamantly smack on the architect [? ] on the carnage, have my heart set
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