Текст (слова) песни: Jedi Mind Tricks - The Age of Sacred Terror

 
[Vinnie Paz *spoken*] 
Yeah 
Yeah baby yeah 
Jedi Mind Tricks 
Legacy of Blood 
Nothing but dirt out here 
Fucking Philly baby 
Yeah 
It ain`t a game baby 
It`s fucking war out here 
Yeah 
 
[Vinnie Paz] 
I`ll make you bleed with knives 
I was born with all-seeing eyes 
I could snatch a rapper heart 
Before it even dies 
The caveman still believe in lies 
You don`t want no blood or no beef 
Like you was vegan rhymes 
You like to sleep with guys 
You a gay maggot 
Listening to fucking B2K, faggot 
Go to raves faggot, put a hole in your heart 
Destroy everything you that you know and you thought 
Destroy everything in Babylon 
You fucking fake rap I hate rap because you babble on 
You fucking fags are gone 
I`m a hate monger 
That`s the reason that you talking to the to the Jake longer 
Put the snakes on ya, now you die there 
And who gave you the fucking impression that I care 
I could thrive here, but I choose to die 
On a fucking steady diet of booze and lie 
 
Yeah 
It`s the age of the sacred terror 
A communist revolutionary Che Guevara 
Take your chedder, take everything that you care for 
Murder everybody, that`s what they was there for 
And therefore you getting wet from the heat 
Take the food from your plate-ain`t letting you eat 
Ain`t letting you do nothing I don`t want you to 
You a crumb and that`s why I like to fuck with you 
I don`t care about anybody except me 
Until my main man Mafia is set free 
You waiting for the revolution to start 
But you ain`t on the front lines taking two in the heart 
Ellusively smart, that`s why I hide from the feds 
Jason Voorhees style, five severed heads 
Five corpses, five state troopers dead 
Licking shots in they face til the room is red 
 
Fuckin crumbs, worms, noodles, yeah 
 
If you serve God for money you serve the devil 
Claim to be in the war, never heard the metal, yeah 
Never even been in combat 
Never even felt the supreme love from a warm gat 
I`m on another plane 
You could stand in front of your fam 
But I`m shootin right through your mother`s frame 
I got knuckle game, but I don`t use that 
Fuck a fair one, where the two-twos at 
Where the nitrous oxide and balloons at 
Where my motherfucking Uncle Howie goons at 
This for everybody holdin hammers 
If you come into our shows then you go bananas 
And holding banners 
In support of Mumia Jamal 
Run up on you fucking pigs with the heaters and all 
I`m decieving Allah, that`s what I`m here for 
The reason why I`m drinkin` all the fucking beer for 
 
Yeah, yeah baby 
Jedi Mind Tricks 
Legacy of Blood
 

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