Jedi Mind Tricks - Collapse the War Engine lyrics
[Jedi Mind Tricks - Collapse the War Engine lyrics]
I'm the author of pain
This Kalashnikov, akhi
It'll alter your frame
This the Umayyad Caliphate, conquerin' Spain
This is honor
This is Pranayama conjuring names
(I'm the conjurer)
I ain't seen nothin', muhfucka
He was found dead the 50 Cal beggin' me to
Paint the fuckin' town red
Have a muhfucka losin' weight and
That was pounds shed
Black Gucci duffel bag, homie
Where the brown thread makes a lot to define
This automatic recoil, stock sixty nine
(yeah) i saw it in the data byte (I did)
Epsilon Boötis and the black night satellite
(It's in the sky) see I stay with the toy
I will trade you for this eagle, pa
Shady McCoy it's a mind ripper
Pull a Wes Craven and breeze
Whatchu waitin' for
Lil' homie? Aim it and squeeze
Yeah, the universe big and the sun large
The 40 Cal about to give 'em
Five like a gun charge
On the street corner where
The muhfuckin' scum crawls
Everything here pure ignorance and gun bars
Camp Crystal Lake, built with Jason for days
I will ask questions first that's
The way I was raised
This a flashbang, homie
I am bringin' the SWAT
This is thug season ahki and
I'm bringin' a mop
Gaudy motherfucker, everything grandiose
The difference 'tween the cure and
The poison is the dose
My mind all over the place but I rap lucid
(I'm lucid) the type muhfucka that smart
But he act stupid (Stupid)
You lame, no idea what to do with the kush
And a bird in the hand worth two in the bush
(It is) it's Mozart over here, Don Giovanni
And I ain't worried
'bout you motherfuckers, you punani!
This Kalashnikov, akhi
It'll alter your frame
This the Umayyad Caliphate, conquerin' Spain
This is honor
This is Pranayama conjuring names
(I'm the conjurer)
I ain't seen nothin', muhfucka
He was found dead the 50 Cal beggin' me to
Paint the fuckin' town red
Have a muhfucka losin' weight and
That was pounds shed
Black Gucci duffel bag, homie
Where the brown thread makes a lot to define
This automatic recoil, stock sixty nine
(yeah) i saw it in the data byte (I did)
Epsilon Boötis and the black night satellite
(It's in the sky) see I stay with the toy
I will trade you for this eagle, pa
Shady McCoy it's a mind ripper
Pull a Wes Craven and breeze
Whatchu waitin' for
Lil' homie? Aim it and squeeze
Yeah, the universe big and the sun large
The 40 Cal about to give 'em
Five like a gun charge
On the street corner where
The muhfuckin' scum crawls
Everything here pure ignorance and gun bars
Camp Crystal Lake, built with Jason for days
I will ask questions first that's
The way I was raised
This a flashbang, homie
I am bringin' the SWAT
This is thug season ahki and
I'm bringin' a mop
Gaudy motherfucker, everything grandiose
The difference 'tween the cure and
The poison is the dose
My mind all over the place but I rap lucid
(I'm lucid) the type muhfucka that smart
But he act stupid (Stupid)
You lame, no idea what to do with the kush
And a bird in the hand worth two in the bush
(It is) it's Mozart over here, Don Giovanni
And I ain't worried
'bout you motherfuckers, you punani!