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 **** 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 ******* magical box Wet ***** always seems to splash my cock 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 *****, 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 ************ that front, is left backless Y'all ************* 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 ************ 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 **** so hot, soon as I write it I get indicted I dare one y'all scared ****** 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 **** 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 ****** at gunpoint for ransom and bail
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 **** 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 ******* magical box Wet ***** always seems to splash my cock 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 *****, 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 ************ that front, is left backless Y'all ************* 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 ************ 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 **** so hot, soon as I write it I get indicted I dare one y'all scared ****** 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 **** 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 ****** at gunpoint for ransom and bail
