Jedi Mind Tricks - Seance Of Shamans lyrics

rate me

Every rhyme I write is 25 to Life

Every rhyme you write don't even deserve a mic

Crossing in the national borders with a bomb threat

You mothafuckaz haven't even left ya block yet

You'se a bitch, you'se a hoe, here's a prom dress

You wanna try to box with God, there's no contest

So keep on thinking this shit is sweet

I was caught in a sandstorm; put you under the Middle East

You got it fucked up homie, I've been a beast

Reptilian tongue and my skin is deep

Rumor has it they say I'm thrown off

Until their limbs is everywhere, wigs is blown off

Is that the cast of a death mass?

Is that water in a red glass?

Boi I thought you'll neva ask, since legend has

There's a method to the math, it's directing fast

Disconnecting from the guest is the second class

I have left a trail of debt checks in the mail

Head or tails? Death prevails, never fails

I will never get derailed that tip is stale

I will never get to hell that ship is sail

I'm refined mastermind after cash had climbed

Any gunshot paneling, past the grind

Pass into the sublime, have relaxing time

Have a glass of wine, have your last act of kind

Everything they say is irrelevant

I'm a element of rap that define pure elegance

Elevating my residence, bigging them up

I'm in the hood rocking 'JMT' shit in the truck

Not I against I cause I don't sleep on my stomach

I rock heavy metal kings and watch the barrel of the gun twitch

You talking dumb shit, hooting and hollering

I lift the cannon and wait for the bazooka to swallow 'em

I'm a do this regardless to them I'm the original

Dirty rotting scoundrel surrounding your pinnacle

Block the perimeter, I hit you with the fade away

Got a bullet with ya name on it for a rainy day

So many days, so many nights

So much money got fucked up, so many fights

So many niggas got knuckled down for no reason

So many cowards got guns but don't squeeze 'em

YEEEAH! It's just the way it is

I finally got a whiz that's ready to bless the sun with a hundred kids

So I can fall back, Ralph Lauren straw hat

'Sour Diesel' already showed you I'm all that

I won't stop tryna to ride on you assholes

First week sales donated to Daschel

You think I'm bugging right? C'mon!

But it's the zeros in my bank account

Dat got me saying: "Floss right"

My brain

My heart doesn't know what die is

Pyromaniac rap Vinnie starts fires

Only a nigger and thought ignore sirus

And that's why the enemy lost and caught virus

Brrrrt! Where I'm from God Earth's 85ers

Y'all ain't got heat underneath it's all wires

I'm on some same hate shit with bonfires

My whole team animal thug and born liars

You ain't aware of what any the 12 Tribes is

You a devil who tell the enemy where God is

And that's how we get down

Yeah! Jedi Mind foreva

Jus Allah, Vinnie Paz, Kwestion

Yo Stoupe where you at cuzin?

ATOP - Army of the Pharaoh clique

Doap Nix, whadup cuzo?

King Mag, 7L Esoteric, Big Mike, Big Red

Sinatra where you at cuzo?

Kamach, Lost Cauze, Celph Titled, Apathy

King Syze, OS, the whole fam

Who really fucking with us out here man?

This animal rap out here