Jedi Mind Tricks - Blood Reign Lyrics

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Yeah vinnie paz baby

2 g baby

Army of the pharoahs

All that good shit

[ikon the hologram]

Yo yo

The lawnmower man smashes

Through your skull with battle axes

We whip asses with adjante daggers

That slashes

Crushing opposition like we was fascists

Stigmata and four gashes

We bashes the faggots who can't attack it right

Take they sternum and then turn them into my acolytes

That's the sight of blood that make a child stop

That's the rights of thugs that keep it wild hot

I hate you say to pray to a heavenly father

It's fatal like a nato military armada

We hotter warriors from atlantis

Couldn't understand how raw the hologram is

The mantis who use the flame rod

'cause y'all couldn't physically bruise the name god

[diamondback]

Yo the technique detrimental to your immune

Leave you in the dust let y'all niggas choke on fumes

It's the tight mikes aerodynamic gigantic

The shadow i cast is dominant royal highness

North philly's own home-grown cham-pion

Purposely remainin' unknown until shown

Cold as stone the stage my home away from home

I prefer to leave these cloned niggas alone

Buildin' a home for lost mc's gone wrong

Feel the pressure when my team come on strong it's qd

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[chorus repeat 2x]

*stoupe scratches*

Don't ever try to...

But can't the skill execute this right

Listen up y'all suckas to what i say

Breakin out an unstoppable...

[jus allah]

Megatron is fuckin' monstrous

Hoppin' out of lake loch ness

Every motherfucker in range is left top-less

Quell my metropolis like shit's cop-less

Y'all cock-less we stuff y'all in boxes

For stuffed pockets yo my thugs is thick

Thug'll diss em when we gotta put a slug in your bitch

Splatter your dame pharoahs we shatter your brain

'till a nigga's salary change to lateral game

Like calgary flames puttin' fire on ice

Put me in hell for puttin' four nails in christ

[louis logic]

I'm like billy goat gruff under the bridge at governor ridge

Waitin' to knock heads off i'm a mean son-of-a-bitch

With an itch to misbehave and wave a switchblade

In front of your face so close to leave your whiskers shaved

To disengage or rip the pages from your notepad

And shove 'em up the hole between your lower back and gonads

The only way your rhymes would be the shit

You need to read a script on playin' gay 'cause you cats could eat a dick

Servin' sucka mc's a fifth of the drunken stylin'

Rippin' m-i-c's like a pub in dublin ireland

[chorus]

[b.a. barakus]

Hey yo i got a fetish to see flesh rip

When my tek spits breakin' the bone where ya'll chest is

I dare a nigga to try and battle

I'll put the sweat in your palms when you swallow you're adam's apple

Eat mc's like chupacabra was eating cattle

Defeat disease with palabras frequently in battle

Make the hardest man fall back and start to squeal

Haul a fifth to his face taste the steel

This why i got pro deep and stay ruthless

You useless fuck with us and leave toothless

We're often known as psycho-drama dispensors

Paralyze niggas then put 'em in trauma centers

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