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from Jedi Mind Tricks - Violent By Design (2000)
[Virtuoso]
I'm omnipotent You claim to win battles So when the beat starts I'll punch the tree bark And pass the chainsaw to a ????? heart Severing every animal I'm doing dirt like earthworms I'm sick and original Boy, I gave birth to the first germs I spit the acetate To make your lips evaporate The Master Ape Bare hands will decapitate and bash your face Pass the eight, sack of shake Twisted in plasma tape I came for y'all through the castle gate I come across a substance yet I couldn't lacerate Virtuoso is an unidentified flying object to make your space shuttle ??????? So while you drunks look for a hook and say you masturbate Telling 7L to scratch a plate In due for respect I slap your face Ask to make my specs, I'm a tackle ya You're a neck and I'm Dracula Have sex in the back of a black Lex or an Acura Met with the, Jedi Mind Tricks We rhyme sick and side ????? for dime chicks I'll strangle you, use my same hands to give you the Heimlich So you can live to face more punishment from my divine lips [Jus Allah] Jus Allah prays on the minds of the young Silencing the devil that speaks with forked tongue Taste my blade sharpness Ranked in no class like Marxist The heartless Rise out of darkness I'm the last head you should ever try to fuck with Be the next member in the cast of my snuffed vics Rough shit, don't even attempt sleeping At war with the demons that live in infernal regions Spawned from eternal semen bred flesh predators Wings of the arms when you heels like Pegasus Grabbing your leg, so you live to the heavenless Drop this prejudice and follow me to Exodus [Ikon the Hologram] We ravenous Exhume the tomb of Lazarus You blasphemous We bring war to pacifists Tarantulas, burn flesh like a nine glock Your mind stops from nine of my divine shots Pine box is fine for a killer to run Swing from vines and rhyme like Atilla The Hun Bring the gun, your tongue is what I'm slicing We slap tracks and attack like M. Bison Ilohem, fuck the pagans we mark them And take turns to burn religious doctrines Concoctions of pain hits from eight angles Locked in the brain to lacerate ankles [Esoteric] Yo, I rip mics, stick lames Wreck nights, spit flames Lead pipes, split frames Kid ain't shit changed Act trife I grab the mic and bag your wife Sacrifice you twice Motherfucker in after life Decimate your paradise Burn tracks like thermostats My personal attacks snap back to murder cats I might advise You type of guys should revitalize Your man power, I sabotage the fire flys With a dope rhyme Take control of your soul Grab a fourty fo' for the po's Get your broken nose Opponents go to shows Now they know their robes damn hoes that fold my clothes I bark at these, mark emcees, park and freeze My world hypothesis Kill beasts like heart disease Man please You can never fuck with the Eso-pterodactyl My rap skills will thrash you Motherfucker |
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from Jedi Mind Tricks - Violent By Design (2000) | |||||
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from Jedi Mind Tricks - Violent By Design (2000)
[Ikon the Verbal Hologram aka Vinnie Paz]
I exit out of my sarcophagus Fourth Horseman of the apocaplyse For my esophagus breathes evil that just demolishes Abolishes, to the darkness of mephistopheles Mental enteral that went through an ancient acropolis Conquered this, from a fetus to genius Took DNA from the Shroud of Turin and cloned Jesus Merciless leaders, the 19th galaxy Born to a storm on the seas of Gallilee Battle me and suffer whiplash from my apostles Leave you in shackles in the castle of Nosferatu Ikon is hostile and mortals cause contusions Hologram is known for placing poison in Christian communion Slash, with the actions of ultra-violence Crucifixions, indiction by Pontius Pilate I walk naked in the house of David with pride Force you to bleed just to make sure that you're still alive Crystallize, we keep it live, y'all can't see me Banish satanic verses like Ayatollah Khomeini I break in half, setting staff with ancient math I wait and laugh, create a *fucking* blood bath. [Chorus] A-A-A-Army of the Pharaohs Army of the Pharaohs! Army of the Pharaohs! [Esoteric] I bring the gory oratory yes demorally derogatory Mad expository expedition in your auditory Categories don't apply Your mind's eye is blinded by my battle raps Like cateracts your habitat is Halifax Once I run you out your native city Shay's committee is pretty witty we show no pity I deflate then separate wack MCs who replicate Every trace of Esoteric found up in their record crate I devastate, homosapian metabolism Like human catacalysm inbreded with an anachronism My precision makes incisions on your acrotism Battling is a bad decision leaving you with aphorisms I whoop ass like masochism dominatrix That's the basics Hologram brought The Matrix To fake kids Fifty dead MCs to my credit Learn from the druid better known as Esoteric [Chorus] [Virtuoso] In this the final conflict high powers and copper ides to enlist this The fluid I spit his briskes Without so much as whispers And with the swiftness of what you transisted Can carry info, a widow slapped when you missed this Directly cut by my discus Forged upon the anvils of Prophestus ------ hand skills I slam your damn grill Execute in Greco-Roman holds Roll controls the battle gear Exploding through the atmosphere I saddle fear, reads cereberal centipedes And Evil Steades the feeble flee Holdings of a rapper thats headed for the sky the scroll Is to be viewed by the mischievious eyes of Loki I hated your verse so I went back in time Waited in your mother's warm uterus To kill you before you were born Like zygotes my hands split the trunk of petrified oaks It's time to die folks You think that I joke I leave you die slow Your wrists are broken tied to horses Quartered as forces pull you in opposite directions Dissection of my anatomy Will lead to the unveiling of blood shield In a tiny time will reveal That a giant computer body Which is similar to RoboTech Downloaded wreck From the million megabytes of rhymes that rest on Virtuoso's neck [Chorus] |
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from Dj JS-1 - No Sellout (2009) | |||||
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from Snowgoons - German Lugers (2007) |