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Animal Rap
Jedi Mind Tricks Feat. Kool G Rap
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Yeah, nigga
NY to Philly
What y'all niggas feel like?
You know the Don's armed with 16
And I go hard for the big cream, the whips and the carriage
Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, switchin' the fabrics
Pull up with some big shit, lieutenant shit, hittin' the hazards
Spot a bitch with that Cris habit, I gotta have it
Fuck shorty and send her OT wit' a brick in her baggage
Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish
She only lick dick status to get cabbage
Dick get lathered to the thick baptist
Who back on the map? Giancana with a vengeance
It's drama to the finish, but the llama to your appendix (a'ight)
And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)
This where the buck stops, fuck props
Buck shots at the top money, what the fuck, you forgot?
Thought I was done and wasn't thuggin' the block?
Still real, bustin' the Glock
Put it where you could see it (blaow) what up now?
I'll exile barbarian style like an executor
Wanna test Vinnie Paz, man (Jedi Mind Tricks)
Enforce the moves on fools
I'm invincible
I'll exile barbarian style like an executor
Wanna test Vinnie Paz, man (Jedi Mind Tricks)
Enforce the moves on fools
And if I'm provoked, I'll let the pistol smoke
Everybody talks and they like I'm losing my head
I'm losing confidence and that I'm talking loud and vulgar
I'm talking vulgar because I'm angry at what I've experienced all my years through this
And I'm just angry!
Everyone else has the right to be angry too but that's just how I express myself
Yo, bust a motherfucking gat to this
Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholics
I rap in Arabic, so my message is just immaculate
My rap elaborate, drink a 40 and blaze a sack to it
My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it
I'm salty, miserable cat that slap shorties
Looks kinda resemble that of fat Pauly
I don't even clap, young boy, he clap for me
Chain hang down on my dick, I'm that gaudy
I don't even fuck with you cats, you rap poorly
I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny
With a wack army, we barkin' at you
And Vinnie Paz hold a hammer like a carpenter do
You should understand that I ain't really fuckin' around
And if you don't, you gonna find your body stuffed in the ground
We buckin' 'em down, 'cause that's how wrong my life is
Y'all don't overstand how fuckin' strong my wife is
I'm from a time where every song was righteous
Before rap was just a swarm of white kids
And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness
Or just another victim to the pawns and sheisters
I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers
Let 'em suck the blood 'til your form is lifeless
What! Fuckin' Vinnie Paz, daddy! Jedi Mind Tricks! (Yeah!)
I'll exile barbarian style like an executor
Wanna test Vinnie Paz, man (Jedi Mind Tricks)
Enforce the moves on fools
I'm invincible
I'll exile barbarian style like an executor
Wanna test Vinnie Paz, man (Jedi Mind Tricks)
Enforce the moves on fools
And if I'm provoked, I'll let the pistol smoke
G. Rap, Jedi Mind
Vinnie Paz
My nigga Stoupe on the track
This is just the fuckin' beginning, motherfuckers
We back at these motherfuckers
Holla back
I'm a man, I-, listen
I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waste my life 'cause when I die, I'm going to paradise
And I'm not worried so I'm in a hurry to die
So no one's gonna disrespect me and no one's gonna write a nonsense about me without me retaliating back
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