Jedi Mind Tricks - Put Em in The Grave from the album Servants in Heaven, Kings in Hell LYRICS [Intro-Fat Joe and Prodigy vocal samples] "So who the next to get it?" "I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left" [Verse 1-Vinnie Paz] Yo, roll the dro and spark, a bunch of animals like Noah's Ark A rapper so ill, my flow just stole Jehovah's heart My fist 'll break a fuckin' boulder in half When I was young, I'd smack a stick off of your shoulder and laugh I've chosen a path, spoke on my emotional past Spoke on everything from war to how the ocean is vast My flow is too fast, you can't contend with me there Or it's gonna be a massacre, Tiananmen Square My pen is prepared, and so the guns and the swords And death the only thing you get for fuckin' with lords Been stuck in some wars, but Vinnie fought his way out The double jab, right cross what they caught in they mouth I'm callin' 'em out, anyone who fuck wit my fam' Thinkin' that they got away and they was lucky, then blam Buck 'em and scram, don't use the shotty no more They didn't think that Vinnie P was catchin' bodies no more [Hook-Fat Joe, Jay-Z and Prodigy vocal samples] "So who the next to get it?" "You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God" "I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left" "Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it" "So who the next to get it?" "You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God" "I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left" "Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it" [Verse 2-Vinnie Paz] Yeah, yeah, yeah, this is death and doom, my occupation puttin' flesh in tombs Whether or not you shot, the aggression looms I'm the one that speak the language of fate I'm the one that speak the language and the anguish of hate My banger is great, it split the top of your dome Like the book of Revelations for the prophets in Rome I'm locked in the throne, whether you like it or not 'Cause I'm chemically the reason liquid nitrogen hot I'm nice with the glock, nicer with the semi's and Tec's But I'm nicest when I'm clappin' at my enemies neck's They tend to regret ever sendin' me threats 'Cause they know the only thing that they could send me is checks [Hook-Fat Joe, Jay-Z and Prodigy vocal samples] "So who the next to get it?" "You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God" "I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left" "Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it" "So who the next to get it?" "You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God" "I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left" "Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it" [Verse 3-Vinnie Paz] Yeah, I'm like Mark David Chapman with a Salinger book Stalk my enemy and let the fuckin' silencer cook It's down in the book, that my competitors ain't really ready The way my four pound turn your stomach to spaghetti It's like the Serengeti, because it's hot here The way that policia set it on the block here They pushin' rocks here, in the dead of night I take my glock and I point god/point guard like Brevin Knight Your fuckin' men are mice, you shouldn't answer that If my father was still alive, he wouldn't stand for that He wouldn't stand for how you act like a bitch Wouldn't stand for anybody who a rat or a snitch I'm back in this bitch, we was gone for a while 'Til a shorty told me that he heard my song and he smiled I'm strong but I'm wild, they say I drink too much The only problem that I have is that I think too much, pussy [Outro-Jay-Z sample] "You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God" "You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God" "You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God" "You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God" Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: Em Grave Heaven Hell hip hop in jedi Kings mind paz Put rap Servants The tricks underground vinnie Ajoutée: vendredi 22 octobre 2021 04:49:12

from the album A History of Violence lyrics (V1:Vinnie Paz) I am the annihilator put apocalyptic rhymes on paper we can go toe to toe and see who's rhyme is greater i don't think you ever wanna step inside the chamber i don't think you wanna see inside the eyes of vader couldn't comprehend the force that i bring i'm like Rocky Marciano when he walk in the ring a stork in the ring u cowards soundin soft when u sing but i'm as angry as a motherfucker caught in the bing it's awful to bang but i'm a warrior who standin tall and i ain't stoppin like the arab and isreali war ya'll some broke motherfuckers you can barely ball im eatin my fam eatin cousin we can share it all money the root of all evil i don't care at all now me and Jus is back together we ain't scared at all we bout to do it all over like its 99 the puerto rock the moreno and the itali-an.... (v2:Jus allah) These are the last days, black plagues, mass graves, hapless slaves, aids, cascades, black berets, backpack strapped grenades, brazen acts of rage, accolades. May as well have rang the bell at the gates of hell. Thats a dave chappelle you must hate yourself. chasin your tails, wasting, baiting whales read your mail been tracin your paper trails i'm incredible, unforgettable, undetectable impeccable, the inevitable unprofessional, unscheduled rebel, disheveled , unsettled, unleveled your a friend of a friend, im the beginnin and end model citizen you just model the trends you just model your friends while my opposite twin, two parts hydrogen one oxygen.... (v3: Vinnie Paz) when i'm rhymin your jaw drop making everyone of your thoughts stop i'm god while ya'll wrestlin over pork chops devil had ya'll thinkin we was there when the boy drop I ain't gonna front i strapped with the doors locked now I walk around this motherfucker with 4's ock big enough to put a hole in the law ock that ain't somethin that you wanna explore ock unless you want the army come and kick in your door ock unless you wanna end up bloody and wet fuck china's government and what they done to Tibet we from Philly where the sun doesn't set where the motherfuckers rob you with a gun to your neck where you shook motherfuckers wouldn't come to the vet where your Jordan's gettin sick when you step on the set where corrupt cops plant a fuckin gun in your vest where we retaliate by puttin fuckin one in they chest.... Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: 2008 allah enemy hip History hop Intro Jedi jus mankind Mind of paz stoupe the Tricks underground vinnie Violence Ajoutée: vendredi 23 octobre 2037 05:51:51

[Intro: Method Man] Shout out to Morocco, what's going down? This your boy, Meth, Mr. that is Capital M, capital E, capital F I'm here to speak upon things, one of your hometown favorites My boy Cilvaringz, doing big things upon this We gon' make it pop like this Ya'll wanna see what time it izzy Man, this is in the name of Allah RZA, Shabazz the Disciple, Masta Killa Killah Priest, your boy John-John Blazini Let's do it [Masta Killa] Listen, the wise elder spoke, write as I quote Then open the seal, and reveal these things That will come to pass, if you can last through the storm Man will be tested in all forms Then flesh will be beaten until submission Forgiveness has been given to spare your life Still your eyes glaze when you greet my wife Sinful thinking, it's strong wine and drinking Lead to the destruction of such men as Samson The grace period given for those who will repent Those other than righteous, Masta Killa will send And time is at hand, as I walk the land From the U.K., back to the streets of B.K. Given sight beyond sight, to write the unseen No amount of treasure can measure the gift given To speak the unspoken, it's the chosen [Killah Priest] I need one cup of Dracula's blood, two virgins Dressed in all black, to start my sermon One heart of a merchant, one teeth of a priest The head of a monk, mixed in a bowl, with the 9/11 souls I see him in the sign as the reverend was told I read the scroll, but I'm still blindfold Wait, I need more ingredients, so I look for the seeds of disobedience Chop off the foot of Bush, throw him in the pot, let him cook To every word I jot in this book, I pray the FBI's overlook The recipe for America's destiny Tech will squeeze, after dragging, I stab him in the abdomen Free the Palestinians, free the Africans Free humanity from the insanity, our planet bleeds Mission cycles of symbols and idols Our skin put Bibles, Qu' Ran, been through temples to old mosque Stepping through the Garden of Eden where the revengeful angels throw rods Oh God, save us from the outrageous Pagans, I spray guns, til the barrel's empty I'm like Moses to Pharaoh's envy, turn of the century Burning in misery, think... [Chorus 2X: Shabazz the Disciple] In the, name of Allah, who we give thanks and praises They turn us from the wages, watch over your saviors He gave us life, made us upright and raised us He wrote the book, we live according to your pages [Killah Priest] When the holy father spit, you see the bottomless pit Demons rise out, Shabazz close the door, this God's house *Salah Edin praying* [RZA] Titanium fangs, skull nearly mammal At the holy city of Mecca, on the back of a talking camel Great fan of Colon, crazy ammo get blown Wherever I sit son, that is my throne I'm the reason why time started, I be the kind hearted Trying to bust me, you aiming at a blind target Designed with a sublime for the vintage I control the whole, don't deal with no percentage Even with a 3.5 mil deposit Your life is still illusive like a CGI composite Where your mind and your body discombobulate Need to regenerate, let your mental seed ovulate For nine months, in the womb of my wisdom You may find a program to descramble the system And cause a glitch, whether bright day or black pitch We strive to build homes, and stack chips From the ice of Alaska, to the heat of Calabasas We over through the master, he build our own castle Remove the impostor, take it up an octave As my vibe continues to energize your shocking Out of Allah mercy, I speak these verses To help bring the truth from beneath the surface To help get the proof, from beneath the churches Defeat shading, and complete the circle [Cilvaringz] I move with a strike of elegance Like Saladin on a horse, backed by seraphim Where flowers open and my past and unruled is downhill But see, I'm quick to the back The fate for the house of Mecca, the stone of Abraham My word alone will enslave a man Deeply to the sword of Islam, though he resides with his mom In the Pagan land, the shit's calm Praying to the cross of Christ, what is right But the Qu' Ran claims Christ never lost his life To the crucified punishment of Roman justice And that's why the Bible cannot be trusted [Chorus 2X] *Salah Edin praying* [Outro: Shabazz the Disciple (Masta Killa)] What up Prince Rakeem, Masta Killa, Cilvaringz John Blaze, S.T.D., in the name of Allah (Yo, yo, one-two, one-two, turn my mic up a little bit Turn the headphones up just a little bit Turn the frequency up a little, yo...) In The Name Of Allah ft. Prince Rakeem "The RZA", Method Man, Masta Killa, Scientific Shabaz & Killah Priest " I " 2007 Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: The 2007 Allah Cilvaringz clan ft. In Killa Killah Man Masta Method Name Of Priest Prince Rakeem RZA Scientific Shabaz tang The wu Ajoutée: jeudi 19 décembre 1901 16:00:26

Reef Rips it here as usual Track produced by Marco Polo Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: Cause cauze Lost Reef The Wonder Ajoutée: dimanche 03 septembre 2034 15:40:25

Did protons and electrons create the earth or did Allah medidate and create its birth is everyday in this place a curse or should i pray on my knees and embrace its dirt? yeah i dunno if there's a reason i'm here i feel the only thing driving me is reason and fear and seeing death could be concievebly near so i don't give a fuck what u think about me reaching for beer i don't worry anymore about what my friends do i have a more urgent matter to attend to is this something there bigger when i die and vanish that weaves everyone and everything into a canvace? i'm not smart enough to think i have a resolution i'd never beat a man with mediocre constitution my father told me that blood and power intoxicate and that tearony is a product of his father's hate ...yeah i recognise the given sins of the father and recognise what's built stems from the author understand that man is not a machine he needs a surface and a purpose and a reason for being eitherway i'm gonna stick with my fam regardless if that's a dream of a rediculus man and i'm becoming more indifferent everyday so naturally all the questions have faded away some of the things that i said i hated to say but blame urself motherfucker u made it this way i don't think i would even if i was able to stay i don't think you're good i would sit to the angels and pray but everybody gotta deal with themselves if they cut another throat for their material wealth if it's a problem are u man enough to deal with help or are u destined to the darkness of conceiling urself? ...yeah i try to deal with the 30 years i spent in prison not the physical because of ? i back myself into a previously dead position when all i ever had to do is just repent and listen why can't everybody leave me alone i'm the only one who really need to see that i've grown u ain't smart enough to see what i know i like to stab myself so let me fuckin bleed till i go but i'm just scared for what happened on the other side try to fight the good fight how many of us died i don't know if i trust the people that hang with me is it GOD or is it the big bang theory i know some good people and they ? but i don't think that comicly that they should hang really at 30 years old i don't have peace yet and i ain't get out the belly of the beast yet! Jedi Mind Tricks - ath Messiah A History of Violence 2008 Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: 2008 allah enemy hip History hop Intro Jedi jus mankind Mind of paz stoupe the Tricks underground vinnie Violence Ajoutée: lundi 21 décembre 2037 13:03:31

da sample is http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9C58VWvUym4 [ Lyrics ] "So, another year, another drama She reportedly collapsed at a Hollywood night club She looked like she was on something [indistinct] intoxicated In the land of make believe you are mine In the land of make believe Im doing fine In the land of make believe you are mine In the land of make believe Im doing fine Turn the television off cousin, that aint nothing for a girl to see I got a niece and best believe she means the world to me And she dont need to see the shit they think a girl should be Ninety-pound skinny bitches, that aint even girl to me Essentially that shit designed to take a hold of you Telling lies to your vision, take control of you They find different ways to take your fucken soul from you A show about a model make your self-esteem low for you Everything is fake trust me no one that lovely I met alotta famous people and they fat and ugly I aint any better I just think the fact is funny Dads will take a little girl and pimp her for the cash and money And whats going to become of them in like fifty years? When Hannah Montana turning into Britney Spears They chew you up and spit you out cuz no one really cares And aint nobody going to hold you when youre really scared Where their parents at cousin this is really bad Is this the mutha fucken manager or really Dad? Is he concerned about his daughter or his silly pad? This aint going to change nothing, I just think its really sad In the land of make believe you are mine In the land of make believe Im doing fine In the land of make believe you are mine In the land of make believe Im doing fine Turn the television off cousin, its a tool for them to clog the mind Conservatism, liberalism, they divide the line The natural feelings of a child is to be calm and kind Then they show you as for the marines and they decide its time So they can send you to a war behind their fathers crime Then send you home missing a limb and not provide a dime Then the news tell you the cops is on the block for people Ima put it plain and simple, cops is evil Take the television show Cops for example Thats the shit they want America to watch and sample Never showing you how dirty they really is And that they hide behind their badges and that they really bitch I aint never met a pig in my life, that I aint want to catch a body on a jig of my knife [yeh] Thats another fucken topic for another day Ima tell you how they try to get you in another way They tell you theres something wrong with you, you need their drugs But their aint nothing fucken wrong with you they being thugs They sell drugs in commercials at the same time Like a mother fucken up for the same crime In the land of make believe you are mine In the land of make believe Im doing fine In the land of make believe you are mine In the land of make believe Im doing fine" Jedi Mind Tricks - Trail Of Lies Lyrics A History of Violence 2008 Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: 2008 allah enemy hip History hop Intro Jedi jus mankind Mind of paz stoupe the Tricks underground vinnie Violence Ajoutée: mercredi 12 mars 1902 02:34:04

Killah Priest and Chief Kamachi - Beautiful Minds Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: and Beautiful Chief Kamachi Killah Minds Priest Ajoutée: dimanche 08 octobre 2034 05:45:53

Reef The Lost Cause - a Vicious Cycle -- Thug Fantasy 2008 Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: -- 2008 Cause Cycle Fantasy Lost Reef The Thug Vicious Ajoutée: mercredi 01 juillet 2037 19:09:11

[Hook] "Half animal, half man" - Eminem "Half man, half amazin" - Nas "It seems so amazin", "I verbally burn a nigga" - Canibus "Check the flows of the major deacon "- Redman [Deacon the Villain] Get close and lose your soul Dr. ? so the G-version of how this story is really told Conquerin' Deacon is a silly goal You're just a common new editon for a Faces of Death videos Splish splash in your own blood bath Holdin' your chest bigger than Bobby Brown's drug stash Bigger than Louie Anderson's belly flop splash Ass streatch wider than Jim Carrey's mouth when he laughs You might as well smoke a cigarrette while you huff gas Facin' me is dummer than using fingernail clippers to cut grass (Your choice) Dozen inch dick or a cocked twelve Cause playin' Cool J is the only time I'm rockin' L Death follows me like gunshots and hot shells The last time I stopped rappin' coffin makers stock fell Like a seeled water hose I got rap locked well but your album is an iron raft, that shit will not sail/sell [Hook] [Deacon the Villian] ? questions when testin' me I got so many punchlines You'd think I'm fightin' off referees My specialities is any type of world weaponry So stop stressin' or catch a hot lesson You wouldn't be fly ? demonic possessions I deliever lung shots that cause pneumonic depressions Jump inside ? of bubonic infections Liek poision commuion wine People can't stomache my blessings In a battle session I can blow out daylight Cause I'm like Shakesphere retired I never playwrite/play right Never say shit twice Give ya one chance to hear it My flow Godly touches your spirit so ya better fear it I collect souls and put 'em on clearance Death's about to make an appearance due to your interfearance So don't surprise me and start my defense reflex Cause I'm dope enough to suffocate your weak set with a Kleenex [Hook] [Deacon the Villain] I've been the truth since the cradle While most of y'all are so good at lyin'/lion I thought Simba raised you Realize what I do to guys with lines The only Mac you got came Super Sized with fries Brand me, half animal, half cannibal Make like Bruce Banner and throw a fuckin' van at you The rap Hannibal, it takes +Silence+ to stop violence Undermine my talents and leave you lyin' under violins My skills are like Bill Gates stock wealth While half of y'all are fake fur, I mean not felt I move at speeds that'll make a stop watch melt Like autofellatio, I'm only tryin' to top self That's why half of these punks are scared to fight They talk shit then bleed like dog parasites But I terror write, out the frame and set fire to the canvas My deaths is eternal, you'll never understand this Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: Cunninlynguists food for Halfanimal lyrics rap will Ajoutée: vendredi 04 avril 1902 02:05:42

Gang Starr Guru - Moment of Truth Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: gang guru moment of starr truth Ajoutée: jeudi 14 juillet 1904 10:41:01

Cunninlynguists fT Celph Titled, Tonedeff, Sankofa, Kashal-Tee 616 Rewind Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: 616 Celph Cunninlynguists food for Kashal-Tee rap Rewind Sankofa Titled Tonedeff will Ajoutée: vendredi 04 avril 1902 02:28:29

[Intro: Hell Razah] Fear the evil music, Renaissance Child Yeah, Black Market, yea, Black Market Militia We gon' talk to the ghettos, Hell Razah All my niggaz in the projects, Will Cooper Blood on the walls, yeah, yeah And it breaths so shit, real deep, yea Black Market Militia, roll with this Ain't fuckin' wit us, yo, yo [Hell Razah] Welfare, got a respect for my moms I found out, George Bush was the same as Saddam I'm a digital bomb, downloaded on the CD-ROM Before Muhammed and the Holy Qu'ran, an Egyptian God Abraham, saught the science of Brahm Breath of life, education of Christ, gave Satan his life He bought souls when they came with a price I got the dice, rollin' three sixes, blowin' widow kisses Keep wizes, readin' Hebrew scriptures Each gun go a longer distance, to get ya I develop, so the seller get the bigger picture Ron O'Neal, superfly without no deal I'm Shaquille, when it comes down to lyrical skills Maccabee be a seed of Israel What I can't eat in a mill, I guess, I'mma leave in my will Set fire to America's flag, and the President mad I raise the states, like the price of gas [[Chorus - 2X]: Hell Razah] We try'nna save up for AK's Having helicopter niggaz screamin' "Mayday!" This is Black Market Military, don't play Ain't no comin' at my family, the wrong way, aye [Hell Razah] Child support, disrespectin' my pops, it's fucked up When ya man breakin' bread with the cops They love talkin' alot, so we send they heads back in a box This for Ray Charles and Red Foxxx, let off a shot And all the brothers in the prison cells, livin' in hell It's dawn of the dead, we born here, to war with the feds Lead the snakes to the edge, watch it fall of the ledge It ain't over til we kill 'em, and oil they eggs Probably kicked down the White House door Cuz they wipe out poor, people that's homeless Who life like lost, while the rich get richer, the poor get poorer So we run a menage, on both Bush's daughters And show 'em all the riches that his twin sisters bought us That made a World Trade, when they slept with a slave The same ones that got AIDS, that sickness ya'll made The resurrected Nat Turner's, back from the grave [Tragedy Khadafi] When I write, the angels cry, tears fall out of the sky Hit the earth, take human form and fly Prophets and messengers, rise out of they graves My enemies'll treat, four legged beasts, back to the cage Mountains of Caucus, I'm just dealin' with higher forces Satellite's take flight when I'm swervin', bulletproof porsches The first dynasty was that of Egyptian's Before commandments, my name was written in golden scriptures When I spit, it's like bare witness to Allah Chikis Sahatta Nat Turner burner, soul of a rider It's like me and you subtracted from two, last one left Right over left, when cowards die, thousands of death Let the revolution start, where's your heart, let ya heat pop Feel the lost cause of Afeni, when she lost Pac Betty Shabazz, the slugs tore Malcolm's chest and he drop Audobon building, might get murdered, what I'm revealing Cinematic like Michael Moore, Fahrenheit 9/11 Mac-11 flamin', the president's head til it severed [Outro: Killah Priest] May day, may day, I report from the hood Black Market, I report from the hood, Black Market Black Market Militia - Mayday lyrics Killah Priest, Tragedy Khadafi, Hell Razah, Timbo King & William Cooper Auteur: B0ssPlayaz Tags: Black Cooper Hell Khadafi Killah King lyrics Market Mayday Militia Priest Razah Timbo Tragedy William Ajoutée: mercredi 01 janvier 1902 01:45:46