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[Jus Allah]
I have sublime comprehension
Divine Intervention
My enzymes studied by the minds at Princeton
To figure my design would divide the Christians
Complete Truth,
Brothers been deprived of listening
A secret Odyssey
Ungodly Cursing Prophecy
Reading Verses That will Preach a Demonolgy
I speak scholarly
Lord vain
Require more brain
Than your physically ordained to contain
I'm on the next plane
Where everything exists one and the same
Where pleasure is pain
And never rains
I seen what you fear
I've passed beyond that
The things that give you tears
I have laughed and yawned at
Your f*cking heart tastes so weak and rank
I have to eat dog food just to keep my strength
And my doors wide open for anybody that wants some
But i don't even live inside a house, I haunt one!

[Jus Allah]
I'm a prize,
FBI want me alive
They found the cold morgue and flies
I told em to drive
fall through knives till every single part of you dies
Couldn't figure my designs If you started at 5
Defend for youself, you'd be broken in tears
You fool you could probably pull rope through your ears
You sweat cold,
Graphed in original web-toed
My mind in the physical mode would explode
If what i knew spread round the globe
They'd start measuring my head for a crown of gold
Your weak soul is trying to climb a greased pole
In a deepest hole
Defeating man at his peakest role
And seek to read my power for its evil use
But I can see the truth
I can teach Greek to beetlejuice
I'm high as f*cking hypodermic needle use
I'll even f*cking piss in your mouth, give you legal proof

[Jus Allah]
I'm the chess king;
The difference between boxing and wrestling
Knowing you guessing
Only y'all stand opressing
Being of supreme measuring
Unquestioning,
You're not anything, I am everything
You save your strength
To go against a much advanced mind
Your dumb, you wash your hands before you eat swine
Simple cavemen too dense to even talk to us
There ain't an idea in his head I haven't thought of
You thin skulled, a numbskull
My skins gold;
More valuable than yours ten fold
Repute! from now is the day of reckoning
The truth sounds out so loud its defeaning
Never will you come n overpower my words
My unploughed dirt will grow the last flowers of earth
In the last hours of mirth, I'll be left to laugh at it
Watching how the walls of space collapses on these savages
Evil parishes, disappearing in its own parrells
Proving ignorance is erroneous
I was chosen to write the future as the lord said
Wouldn't be surprised at waking with an eye in my forehead
Sacrafice
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Mighty Blow
[Intro]
You've watched so many people die...
You've watched so many people die...

[Antz: movie sample.]
Sacrifice- to some, it is just a word. to others it is a code
{yo, Ikon the f*ckin' Hologram}
What matters is the colony.
{take ya'll motherf*ckers to war, what what}
He's willing to live for the colony,
to fight for the colony, to die for the colony
{yo, yo, yo}

[Verse 1: Ikon]
Witness the art of combat
the center is where the bombs at
It's illegal for the feeble to see beyond that
Upon that, cyanide gases, sentinel dent through ya ventricle with nine axes
Time lapses, we on with, brutal and terrible conflict bomb sh*t
You gone quick- on a mission to meet your savior
A pitchfork through your bitch-heart [in] Castlevania.
Slayin ya'- we blaze all men
And storm through Allah battlefield with suede Timbs
The ra-ven {raven screech} who made men eyeless
Blinds evil, like a needle through the eye of Osirus
My vibrance will span to Negril
With the violence of Hamburger Hill, to kill
What, what

{unknown sample}
to the depths I dive- I dive

{scratching of the word "Sacrifice" as said by Big Pun in "You Ain't A
Killer")

{Verse 2: Jus Allah aka Megatraum}
The grains of my fingerprints rub against mics like match flints
Burn slow like Dutchmaster hits
Enter trenches of arms, the Paragon spawn
Your body's carried and dropped like surrogate moms
Sad realities for those that battle me
Find enemy beats, and wake em' up with the force of alchemy
A jaded man, never follows the Lord's plan
Rises for sacrifice like Isaac to Abraham
Expect wideness from Heaven's excels
Coming outta my shells like metal projectiles
Connect soldiers by straight edges, you're left endless
Severed by the line then bisected your necklace
Dreadnaut leaving treadmarks from lead shots
Silence your voice box, with infrared dots
Your optics, forced to watch raw torture
Therapeutic, combining your pores with iron straws

{unknown sample}
to the depths I dive- I dive

{continuous scratching of Big Pun saying "Sacrifice" throughout the end}

{Ikon} - talking
You know the f*ckin deal
The hunter has now become the hunted, motherf*cker
Jedi Minds, severing your spine
What's the f*ckin deal, what's the f*ckin deal
You will be consumed by your own fire, motherf*cker

{more Antz samples}
I know you will all do your duty

{Ikon}
Jedi Minds banging you in the face
2G's
F*ck all y'all

{Antz sample}
I am proud to send you into battle...
 
Genghis Khan
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Mighty Blow
[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 from my ship in the Roswell Crash
You smash when you dash with the clashing ox
Saw you in half without a f*cking magical box
Wet p*ssy always seems to splash my c*ck
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
N*gga, I was brought up by the Kents in Smallville
Following Allah's will, horror in 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

Chorus:
[Tragedy Khadafi]
Yo, last rites, we *fast 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

[Vinnie Paz]
Yo, I'm savage
I write rhymes in pitch blackness
Any motherf*cker that front, is left backless
Y'all motherf*ckers just burn into ashes
Trying to step into the zone where Vinnie Paz is
It's Black Sabbath
Put a slug in his grill
'Cause Jedi Mind two five thuggin' for real
You ever think there might be trouble then peel
'Cause a motherf*cker 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 Paz & Khadafi
5'9 tatted up, mad stocky
Animal thug who bust slugs in the lobby

Chorus

[Tragedy Khadafi]
I hit the turnpike on dirtbikes with 2 heaters
On my way to Philly to fight for Mumia
Only thug guerillas will react to this
The laws try to destroy this black activist
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 n*ggas 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 f*ck with my brain patterns
I'm all live, Pentium Plus and Benz wagons
*Mahdi, believe me it do ring bells
If you saw me do dirt you won't live to tell
I've done lived in a cell
Did bids in hell
Held n*ggas at gunpoint for ransom and bail
Muerte
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[Ikon the Hologram]
Enter the eye of the storm
Rappers just battle me for the glory
It gets gory
They sh*tty like suppositories, that's the end of the story
Bury his body in Missouri
Banish the apparatus of Gladys to crematories
My territory, perimeter of pergatory
Stingy in winches of vicious, malicious inflictions upon your click
Circulatory
Causing head spasms
Rip through your motherf*cking temple like Phantasm
Hologram has 'em and walks through the holy arches
Left you in the forest with your carcass in the harness
Death is upon us
We slam like Adrian Adonis
Swarm on the warm blood like malicious pirahnas
Islamic Bombers, no contender is parallel
When I'm on paper, devestate 'em like 7L
So where I dwell, without question rattles the league
Left you in a vessel with severe battle fatigue
Before you leave I insist you listen to more raps
Before I saw cats, making weapons out of your thorax

*break*

[Jus Allah]
I inhale toxins
Drunk off blood from dead cops and
The watchman, that kill us in this maze we locked in
Side Cobra Clutch, only truth can sober us
Wild 'cause we know there's no Jehovah watching over us
Only 10 percent that's controlling us
Try to take our souls from us, while the state patrolling us
Caged in we break barriers, change to new areas
Dodgin' the pits and chariots out the barriers
Jus Allah don't make threats
Leave your f*ckin' necks clipped
Had you speakin' the manual alphabet
Seein' me is def not repeated or done twice
I laugh as I cast the first stones at Christ
Joint in ace bands, you move to Graceland and Satan
Mics spray then, bury flesh in wasteland
Infect you
Inject you with the gunpowder pegs
Indent your forehead with hot lead
Whether in the abode of the dead
Or resting in the Zions
Allah stay chasin' dough like wild lions.
Unchained tearin' your flesh we unfed
Flyin' through, like birds we takin' your daily bread
 
Blood In Blood Out
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Mighty Blow
[Intro : Man Speaking]
If one does what God does enough times, he becomes as God is
If you put it together, you get what you wanted
what you desired, if you do it enough times
He believes, you become one who is wanted, and desired, and accepted
Because God has Power
And if one does what God does enough times, one will become as God is

[Verse 1 : Vinnie Paz]
Yeah.. Jedi Mind Baby..
Yeah.

Yeah we bringin you the hardcore, the real raw type sh*t
You ain't never seen nothing before like this
Its all real, all ill, and all natural
We all kill, all still, an blast at you
I like blood, I like tasting ya flesh
I like slugs, I like David Koresh
I like anything thats related to death
I like any king that can reign with his fist
Now back to the topic at hand
Steadily Shine, Shine Steadily with my fam
Im the one who put the nail in the cross
I'm the one who told the world about an alien corpse
I'm the one who brought the truth to the light
If you listening to me you couldn't lose in a fight
Abusing the mic, with the force of five lions
Anybody f*ckin with Paz can die trying

[Chorus : Stoupe (Mixing)]
*Mixed Sound Clips*

[Verse 2 : Vinnie Paz]
I'm a caged lion, always dying to hurt you
Always a believer that my rhymings a virtue
You just a heathen, and you lie like the church do
I can't believe that Allah hasn't cursed you
You too commercial, you still a disgrace
You like to sit around with women watching Will & Grace
I can't over-stand your sweetness
You should try hire a therapist to beat this
I'm being facetious, you should heed this
I'm the one who hammered the first nail in Jesus
I'm the definition of Toxic
Anyone who ever got close to me got sick

[Chorus : Stoupe (Mixing)]
*Mixed Sound Clips*

We like heavy metal, listening to Sepultura
Remain calm, study Islam, and read Torahs
You can't follow the paths of Mans Hill
You can't study the math and can't ill
You can't over-stand what I believe
You drown in an ocean of God and can't breath
It's like I've been involved with beef
Since the days of (??)
I learn how to worship Allah
I learn how to rhyme, and I teach it to yall
I'm speakin to yall
Its hardcore, real rap
Real Slugs, Real Clips and Real Gats
You real wack, and thats how I feel
And thats the reason that I got a reason to kill

Yeah.. follow me daddy
Jedi Mind
What's the f*ckin deal

[Chorus : Stoupe (Mixing)]
*Mixed Sound Clips*

*Different Clips play until the end of the song*
Me Ne Sballo
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Yeah
Jedi mind baby

[Vinnie Paz]
Junkyard Dog, real dirty and mean
Take your face off cousin, I'm a surgery fiend
The type of cat that would rather just be heard then be seen
Hold a gat, at the end of it its a burgundy beam
We serving the fiends, with a dose of the uncut
And when there's beef with the heat they don't want what
You just waiting for the bomb to reign
put your body in the whole like Saddam Hussein
So guard your frame when the .45 shells drop
Cause it's dark and it's hot like in hell hot
Vinnie Paz on some other sh*t
I like my gat chrome, back bone and a rubber grip
Licking' shots at the government
With a knife out at the white house right in front of it
That's who you f*cking with, I'm a sick monster
Slam dance in the motherf*cking pit monster

[Vinnie Paz]
This is for my man Yan

Listen I 'aint gonna play no more
Beat a f*ggit till he 'aint f*cking gay no more
We 'gon stay making hits this is infinite
This is Vinnie Paz world, you just live in it
You just living in my world of doom
Until Jedi Mind decide to build your tomb
I build with goons, build with brother that's hustling leak
And there 'aint nobody that's raw'r then us on the beat
Ain't nobody Raw'r then Paz-man
Cause I can drop a motherfucking bomb on you like the Gatban
We coming strapped man, its a war cousin
Hit you with the Ric Flair figure four cousin
Barry Windham right hand to your jaw cousin
Road Warriors, Animal and Hawk cousin
Take a walk cousin, 'cause I'm done wit' you
Or you'll be looking down the barrel of a gun or two

[Vinnie Paz]
I'm coming for your head
Like something from the dawn of the dead
Vito Corleone style, horse on a bed
Thoughts on a bed from a hallow tip
Chop off your f*cking tongue make you swallow it
You the type that got and what's to do diallo hit
The type to make you f*ggot and be proud of it
Turn it down a bit I can't think daddy
I think I need another motherf*cking drink daddy
I think I'll hit the f*cking bar with King Size
Whose these motherf*ckers dressing in pink guys
You a retard, claims to be street smart
But you the first one to run when the beef start
You f*cking sweetheart, you're in the wrong game
Beat your head 'till your dead with a long chain
Jedi Mind Tricks gonna have a long reign
And the opposite of pleasure is all pain
 
Retaliation II
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[Jus Allah]
The metal inside the barrel passes
Through the frames in ya glasses
Quick passage
Leave your dome piece backless
Envision blackness
Leave you hatless
F*cking capless
Watchin N*ggas dig the spot where the Earth's crack is
Hard to graph like science and math is
The cavemen who dont practice and live backwards
We oxin'
With streets is watchin
Release shotguns
N*ggas got Dietz and Watson
Feel no love
No way you shield the slugs
The ill thugs
We box with steel gloves
Doubt my faith
you can taste the slug case
Leaving n*ggas looking like dogs with the pug face
Even your girl can catch the capsule
I love p*ssy
But never the b*tch that its attached to

Why you wanna battle wit kids with steel tongues?
Who rip up mics and drink "puerto-rock(rican)" rum
85 (the 85%): face the truth, your too dumb
If retaliation comes yo then f*ck it it just comes

(repeat)

[Ikon]
We itchin' to kill
Thats why we spittin' the real
Stick to the drill
And maybe we'll be grippin a mill'
The clip'll expel
Dump 'em in a ditch or a hill
'Cuz the muthaf*cka aint left me sh*t in his will
And y'all was always soundin' like a b*tch when you spit
And we the rawest muhf*ckin' clique in the field
So real muthaf*ckas better recognize real
Or ill muthaf*ckas gonna exercise skill
Y'all better chill when the Hologram build
Lil muhf*ckah got hands is like steel
Whoever approach me and what i feel
"while u find ya legs bein' replaced by steel"
So y'all better yield
Or ima choke f*ggots
My hands held more razorblades than coke addicts
We like to quote facists
Cuz we the meanest
And rip off your fingers with the pliers of Chakademus

Why you wanna battle wit kids with steel tongues?
Who rip up mics and drink "puerto-rock(rican)" rum
85 (the 85%): face the truth, your too dumb
If retaliation comes yo then f*ck it it just comes

(repeat)

yo yo yo yo yo yo jedi mind baby
Iledelph shamballah, baby, naw I'm sayin? Ikon the Hologram
JusAllah, Jusallah
My man Chico, enemy of mankind......

Naw I'm sayin'?
Heavenly Divine
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Jedi Mind
Heavenly Divine
Steadily shine
Ikon the f*cking Hologram
Yo, yo, yo, yo

[Ikon the Hologram]
Another sacrificial lamb
That died at the hands of Hologram
Sent him into the dungeon and bludgeoned his f*ckin' clan
Holy land
Who spit the live sh*t
The do or die, Illadelph Jedi Mind sh*t
The hot sh*t
Live raps crack your jaw
Like who's the avenger and who's at the center of war
I left a scar
So your crabs would understand
Mental will dent you and send you to a holy land
Lord know a man
Sharp blades slash your vitals
Recitals will fight you and entice you to burn Bibles
Homicidal
Hologram burn churches
Murders by stickin' a crucifix through your cervix
Divine purpose, for the Remi that's in my thermos
Wait and see we'll stick you with needles that's hypodermic
You heard the verdict
I'm with Allah 'cause he chose me
Broke into the Vatican, strangled the Pope with his rosary
What, what, what

[Chorus repeat 4x]
Jedi Mind
Heavenly Divine
Steadily shine in '99
What, what

[Just Allah]
MC's face terror wherever my sound's audible
Banned from third world portals, battle mortals, and slaughter you
Seen inside the places of beyond
The dwellings of the Omn
Existing in Islamic pantheon
Flows got the breeze on my clothes got the scent of trees
I lay back and blow sax like Kenny G
Power blast wacking my path devour fast
I leave you with the grain of sand in life's hourglass
Devise your spell
Make demons rise out of hell
Grab you by your lapels and rob you of your outer shell
You feel the ill dire who sire in hellfire
I launch writers
Put your drawn on gong's wire
Jedi swordsman give rappers a foul fortune
Science to contortion your body into a coffin
Insane damage is done, you f*ckin' with the army
We beat skulls in the shape of a wet bag of laundry
What, yeah, yeah

[Chorus repeat 4x]

[Ikon] Yo, the gods around, the dramatarzan
[Jus Allah] Your feel poetic, law of the titans
[Ikon] We like a f*ckin' bolt of lightning
[Jus Allah]The three wise men
[Ikon] We at levels that defies men
[Jus Allah] Watch out for fake heads deviled disguised men
[Ikon] Arriving from the dawn and spawned with ill forms
[Jus Allah] Battle leave you dead in the balm like stillborns
[Ikon] The master herein
[Jus Allah] The ominous, the master spirit
[Ikon] Can't understand the language of rappers with bad lyrics
[Jus Allah] Ikon the python
[Ikon] Rappers are left strangled
[Jus Allah] I overlook the Earth 'cause I see it from sun's angle
[Ikon] Above the clouds
[Jus Allah] We sit high and we daze, write a page, on how you enslave the worldly way
[Ikon] Islamic marksmen
[Jus Allah] Seeing the squad then...
[Ikon] ... could be your fatal mistake
[Jus Allah] Like the first sins of Adam in the garden
[Ikon] You feel sorrow, our projected is gone Apollo
[Jus Allah] Explore realms, you left too confused to follow
[Ikon] Invite your town to absorb the sniper rounds
[Jus Allah] Illadelph, Shamballah, n*gga stayin' underground
What! Mothaf*ckers!

[Chorus repeat 4x]
 
I Against I
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[Planetary]:
In my historical oracle
I blast metaphorical
editorials educating
in my territorial get torn
heavily armed with seventy bombs
that'll blast devine like the heavenly song
Your men'll be gone
if they explore my deepest thoughts
i beat hearts in 2 then ask demons for chalk
I'm dreaming a stalk
MCees in the dark I walk
Blindfolded the mines golded
Watch how you talk
My styles is an art
Recognize lycially purity
All hell breaks loose like a mall with no security
The dopest vocalist
with my third eye, I focus with
I proceed, flow with the speed of an INDY motorist
There's more of this than wasted
Shiny chains and braclets
I hit tracks my toungue weigh
for the brains to blaze in
Amazin angelic, tell it to your people
(Sample:Your mic and my mic, come on yo now equal)

[chorus]x2
Illedelph is like the sun cuz we shine with rhymes
Underground is like the moon you only see us at times
and at times with light skies when the stars recline
Jedi Mind, outer space, coincide and combine

[Jus Allah]:
Raw poems, bury your body in catacombs
rip your soul from your limbs
like brims from Jip Jones
In the Twilight Zone we disperse cowards
Vampires that stalk earth on reversed hours
Nite cause we talk a different song
My latitude is God darts out my jaw
leave eternal scars
You left breathing out of tubes
Straws by the marksman, harnessin
Science for the marvelous and the charlatan
Raps will make your parallax
My domain has power to block synapses I daze
War shots fight of by the army type warlock
Devil's Plan is to have you drip in the Clorox
Beast deceiving us ways devious possessing
My peeps to walk streets with stolen heat like Prometheus
Elements rushin you back to hell again
Illadelphians crush your skeleton into f**kin gelatin

Chorus

[Ikon the Verbal Hologram]:
Dont ever come at me with war
I've severed scores of orators
rappers fall onto all fours like minotaurs
with Jedi Mind and the planetary be bombin this
we stayin one step above you like a pharmacist
with Ominous detonate the bomb
Heads dread hallucinogenics in Vietnam
I spit a psalm create bombs like an Iraqi
Swear on the bible and then lie to Ecclesiastes

[Planet]
Assault and battery

[Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
Battle me that'll be what splits you
Store enormous amounts of energy in a crystal
we boa constrict you
The gods are militant
You f*ggots couldn't go the length
like you was impotent, you ignorant
Your whole click gets split in half
You step in allah's path, and face allah's wrath, WHAT

[chorus] 2X
I Who Have Nothing
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I, I who have nothing...

Verse I: Ikon

Intersections in real time
The unbroken circles and dimensions of the mind
The tie that binds
The eternal tie that defines
The vanity of my insanity in due time
Will shine
Like the night seas under the moon
The haunted corners of familiar rooms
Yet i'm consumed
With vanishing into thin air
The realization that this shit is my cross to bare
So where
Did I think I could run away to see
The people that decided to leave without asking me
But we
Decide to wait for happier tomorrows
And find someone so they can be distractions from our sorrows
For my distractions the books of paper that i scrawl in
I'm eloquent as summer breeze and leaves just have fallen
I've crawl in a corner hoping all of this will end
With the knowledge that love is just another word for revenge
I who have nothing but the comfort of my sins
I who have nothing but the comfort of my friends

Chorus:

I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no one
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no one

Verse II: Ikon

As I decay, demons prey above me like a vulture
Ability to endure contradiciton is a high sign of culture
Verbal sculptures, self defacing
It is not God or lunacy that I am facing
But the erasing of the purity and passion of my words
The herds of cattle babble on with talk of the absurd
But I preferred
To walk away from all the feuds
To find my life is more confusing than a rubic's cube
So i'm subdued
In all my words of verbal prods
To live alone one must be an animal or a God
But it's official
All of my pain is clear as crystal
The natural side of life has now been seeming artificial
But I can hit you
And rest assured that i'ma last words
I could give a fuck about ya secrets and ya past words
I can pass words with the ability to hurt you
Patience is a virtue and knowledge is a commercial
I who have nothing but the pain that I refer to
I who have nothing but the pain that I refer to

Chorus

Verse III: Ikon

Lost among the miracles, I stand alone
And i've grown into a being that's sitting on top a throne
I've known
For many years that I would turn to rust
I find a reason for another breath
Before my return to dust
I become one with science and mathematic and the rising of the sun
I'm numb
To all of those who blind and cannot see
The chastiser of the enemy
Perception requires duality
Inspect ya soul, the color of coal inside the body
I have hardly, come across them who's holy
Send them to the cerebem to control thee
Burning of the sun and frigidness of the cold
The battle field is new but the war is now old
You can never see the merest shadow of a halo
Above the head of evil djin who's deadly like tornado
The world has become an aquarium
Full of gaping fish with murderous smiles
I on the other hand stand on the outside looking in
Writing down murderous files
I who have nothing but the lack of variation
And I who have nothing but chains and suffocation

Chorus
 
Animal Rap
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24
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1
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Mvp
1
GPP
14
XPP
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SPP
14
Injuries
 
Skills
Dirty Player
[Kool G Rap]
You know the Don's armed wit sixteen
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 wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hittin' the hazards
Spot a b*tch wit that Cris habit, I gotta have it
F*ck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage
Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish
She only lick d*ck status to get cabbage
Dick get lathered to the thick baptist
Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance
It's drama to the finish, but the llama to your appendix (aiight)
And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (n*gga)
This where the buck stops, f*ck props
Buck shots at the top money, what the f*ck you forgot?
Thought I was done and wasn't thuggin' the block?
Still real, bustin' the glock
Put it where you could see it (blao) what up now?

(Chorus) (Scratching)
Sample of Mike Tyson speaking

[Mike Tyson]
People always talkin' bout I'm being loud and vugar
I'm talkin' vugar because I'm angry, you know?
I'm angry about my experiences and all the things that I been through
See everyone else has the right to be angry
But this is just the way I express myself
(So, you ready to fight??)

[Vinnie Paz]
Yo, bust a motherf*ckin' 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 forty and blaze a sack to it
My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it
I'm surly, miserable cat that slap shorties
Looks kinda resemble that of fat Pauly
I don't even clap, young boy, he claps for me
Chain hang down to my d*ck, I'm that gaudy
I don't even f*ck wit you cats, you rap poorly
I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny
Wit a wack army, we barkin' at you
And Vinnie Paz holds a hammer like a carpenter do
you should understand that I ain't really f*ckin' around
and if you don't, you gonna find your body stuffed in the ground
We buckin' em down, cuz that's how wrong my life is
Y'all don't understand how f*ckin' 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
And let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless
What!!! F*ckin' Vinnie Paz daddy!!!! (Yeah!!!)

(Chorus) (Scratching)

Sample of Mike Tyson speaking

[Mike Tyson]
And I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waste my life
Cause when I die I'm going to paradise
So I'm not worried, and I'm in a hurry to die
Cause I'm not gonna let nobody disrespect me
and make comments about me without me retaliating back
On The Eve Of War II
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4
Td
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2
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20
XPP
0
SPP
20
Injuries
 
Skills
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Dirty Player
[vinnie paz]
This is raw, all across the board, Liquid Sword Chamber
If it's coming from my jaw, then it's pure anger
Heavy metal rap, with a 44 banger
We can settle that, let the mic cord hang ya
I pay homage to the best of them, like Christopher Wallace
And bring drama to the rest of 'em, with biscuits from coppers
I'm with the Lord-Justice, and we raw gritty
Picture hell, Philadelphia to New York City
I brought a four with me, we can capture the ring
And now we more merciless than the Statue of Ming
And ya'll are more purposeless than a pacifist king
You gonna die, like a brawl with a gat in the Bing
It's a passionate thing, the way we make classics
Genuine brilliance or innate madness
yeah, we all spin on the same axis
and this chrome thing here leave your frame backless
the police always trying to aim flame at us
so I don't mind when a pig brain splatters
I don't mind that we all gonna die soon
I return to the silence of God's tomb

yeah...vinnie paz baby...yeah...yeah...yeah


CHORUS (x2)
There is no escaping once my blade start scraping
my sword indeed make more niggaz bleed
Wanabe of the mc's is shaken
So swift naked eye couldn't record the speed

{"I don't believe what I'm seeing,
i don't believe it "}
{"Ladies and gentlemen, at this time we have
to gonna please rise (you'll never quit
No one will ever get it, there's no thing quit ..."}

[gza-genius of Wu-Tang]
imagine a rhyme in it's prime from off the baseline
skyscraper a vertical support the hang time
evidence that was left at the scene of the crime
trace back to a few from outta group of nine
who performed well regardless to the price of the ticket
off or on stage whatever still kickin'
with the footwork of Freddy Adu, its all new,
now the rap commissioners, they wanna clone my shoe
with the rose now, and its difficult to climb
with the heat and wind and fallen rocks combined
its hard to stay alined the course is an obstacle
within each chamber the force it unstoppable
lyrical swordsman blaze sharp, I'll cut out your heart
mc's want no part of any type of conflict
be cuz when i respond quick, it gets thick
the problem goes beyond sick

[Outro sample Vinnie Paz]

{" ... Wearin' red trunks with silver trim,
fightin' outta Philadelphia, Pennsylvania ..."}

This is how we do it

{" ... His game is tight, and there's nothing to do ..."}


Pazmanian Devil, Frank Denatra, Jedi Mind, Wu-Tang

{"... I ain't shaking but I gotta have skill spin ..."}

What's the deal, baby? GZA/Genius,

{"... got the chance in life to redeem myself ..."}

Stoupe on the track, yeah
My man Soop on the boards
Those who dare oppose us shall stand
knee deep in the blood of their children
Is that he who follows the pleasure of Allah
Like him who has made himself deserving the displeasure from Allah
And his abode and hell,
and it is an evil destination...
 
Souls From The Streets
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34
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34
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Pass
Sure Hands
Accurate
Dodge
Strong Arm
[Verse 1]
My mathematical powers devour cowards as I spra words
Like acid rain showers, nations, you can't face them
Erase them or I praise them, as my mind excites the wind
Like spirits of ill concensions, time will clash
On ya cipher, lyric concealed behind whirlwind fire
Or flood, draw blood from wack souls as I smack hoes
Live concensive, or yes 'em, it's damage
That my sintex causes, is irrepreble
Cuz vanity of my insanity force ya whole click to be divided
You have just bear witnessed to dub side united

[Verse 2]
Who do you love? Bugs, styles and fresh
And numb somes of soul, witchcraft
The clutch is the archer's mode, and sure plot
Of device, we shot twice, after the same arrow
Rush through life, it's off this slug
Advise me with words from death, and new com battles
Far time left, and pure shot plug that way
You marathron, let me down to grace the plate
Full stagnant, touch I, but revamp the squad
Gettin' loops, saviate on contact

[Verse 3]
The triflyn four fists, sparks another spliff
Bodies left stiff, you can't fuck with my ruggedness
My gunshots is leaving niggaz on they asses
Smoking all the canibus, like the weed savage
Rip dimensions and it matters, take an L
You no challenge, I blow up, ya muthafuckin' brain cells
And leave you legal, the slang tongue spigel
Cocks back the fifth, teflon starts to seek it
Criminals on a move, set a threat
Sip the moet, and let off the twin techs to ya
muthafuckin' chest

*samples*

[Verse 4]
I speak double-double, cause double trouble never do I rumble
On a rule, my microphone sever clones
It's beyond binocalurs, sence the moody, six chromosomes
I'm no more less, no need to flex the evil, trip with the clip
I got the 6-1-0 flow, and 0 and 2 is my zip
Yo, so call me out in Philly when you down to flip
No frill skills, or freestylin' when y'all wildin'
I broke cats all the way live, on Velly's Long Island
I visualize cream, tech's scrap with infered beams
Stash keys, and tease, lickin' back so y'all can
My click of criminals, flippin' confortable
My pockets full of benjamins, fool surrending
When I'm blendin' in, dub side invincible
Imperial, for lyrical tactics
I react with signs to get ya ass kicked
Indeed the face of evil, is the face told by me
So I proceed to bleed my people, niggaz say I'm too cerebral
Lies, dub side, flippin' perfection through your section

Sanity's slippin', whose the next victim to catch a bless

[Verse 5]
Set a threat, I rip the mic and run race like an auto practice
I inflect this verse leavin' heads in they casket
Watch this nappy headed villain, brutal torture is illegal
I back down clowns with a four pound, as I defeat you
Insert the lyrical slugs, that straight's very
A nickel plated verse I spit like a hollow tip steady
Constantly, drop ya wack back with fire weapon
This adolescent, keeps a clip full for street protection
Ain't nothing complex about the way I cock my biscuit
I set and threat it, bust that tech son, it's not explicit
Exquisite, in divine rhymes I drop like jewels
The mic I abuse when I choose to break fool

*samples*

[Verse 6]
With this course, I force many emcees out the galaxy
Challenge me, I rip apart flows with analogy
Now with me, got that establish and wrap ya cabbage with styles
You can't manage to damage or even fathom the mental capacity
Cuz I harass these wack emcee's, in degrees
I splatter universe, and mountain casaulties
In the dark, my squad sells, blowin' ya conscience
My assumptions, ethotical, unstoppable, anthological
I pull the trigger with mystical, my poetic
Rip fanatics up, and rich with the sinical

[Verse 7]
Coming back from the city of Atlantic, it's the hispanic
Causing mad panic, with fat static for ya addict
Automatic, I stick shift quick if you test me
Left the ciphers, layin' lifers, seen in one spot and attended
That you get ya crews bruised in black and blues
Put ya name and age on the front page, of the newspaper
I drape my hood up on my carriage, damage faggots
Quit the habits, feedin' on emcee's on maggots
Inspect ya gadgets, my style switches cause I flick it
Return the mic, fixin' stitches, cause I ripped it

[Verse 8]
I can't stand like a maniac depressin'
That's been submerged in subterrarian eutopia
Why's the mansion that I'm representin'
Is the feel competitin' in suburbs
Which has regenerated the etaric
That kicks the subterric poetry on this plain of obscurity
One element, top lyricist
Intellectin' with, d-u-b squad of imperialist
With an innevator as the dictator
So we can see you, liver clues with side and system views
Heads emulate but can't duplicate, cause this side
Can't be tugged, yo, one love
As It Was In The Beginning
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2
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3
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7
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8
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3
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0
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3
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Dodge
Right Stuff
Stunty
[Verse 1]
To the angelic, seven can see through
Relic illadelphia, right words of power
Him who was holy, who holds the key
That opens, no one can sit it
Sick ven-a-nicious, sound of seven trumpets
Those, seven guys of satan
But falling down at my feet, knowing not to waken
I'm comin' soon for them, Eloheim's the New Jerusalem
Puttin', millennium, quintisential christians
Two, shall be revealed, by the seven cathedral seal
As above soap elope a whole David Shill
Early, every llama's about tonic
Those who defame me, shall keep open my wounds
No liars, allowed in the school of Mogoon

[Verse 2]
Seven plagues of the seven angels
Seven emcee's get strangled by the seven holiest triangles
Eye of magnum, plexy glass beams that see through
Sons of Evil, like Ronnie Knievel
I believe you, of the lamb, prepare for the verbal slaughter
Save your breath, like you was under water
I am torture, like the fear of internationalism
Nazi you genics and economic rationalism
I am the ming, born on to the swords
And I am the bing, bringin' holy wars
Orator's, from the womb of ill Yune
Glory be to, the, sustain a El Kaloom
Gabriel fell from the steps of the heavens
Extra eyein' evil, knew the angels in the seventh

[Chorus 2X]
As it was in the beginning
So shall it be in the end

[Verse 3]
Black Tibetan, out of-out of, henny ends
That begins the extortiation of the fullations
Battle through the tombs of your single eye
Illadelphia symbol a, enter the paradictum
A block suiter, Lord, a cyrian select through Hebrews
Pellets, of the historians, hieroglyphic
And I am, the silhouttes, a risky end inventor
The ill czar shine of two one five
Beyold sons of limitless light, porder rights
That's reveal, from the seventh heavenly hill
The book of el's, in jail, the apocalyptic tabernacle sacred
Satharotic, propheatical chapels
The synagogues of El Kaloom, the ghost fills the monastery
Sanctuary cathedral, from the kingdom of Melchezevik
We the mystic, redeem of end who knock ya Eloheim
We were originated, from land, the blackness
Of light was formulated, from our sylapsis
If you get, tarnished in all phrases, and salutation
To the mercifullness, glory of the Sunz of Mansion

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
Sink like the Titan', into the cold
Dark waters of the ocean, my thought modes
Different land and center motion
Elevated to rise, beyond the shores, revelators
For episodes to the future, energy seekin'
Intruder, infiltrate the periemeter
Lock your MIA, initiation chamber
Move to the guard snakes, not a stranger
With four large spiritual anger

[Chorus 2X]