Jedi Mind Tricks, Tragedy Khadafi - Genghis Khan lyrics

You about to witness a 2-5
Jedi Minds collabo you know what I mean?
The God Jus Allah, you know?

Megatraum is a Martian
Feeding off weed and cash
I dash from my ship in the Roswell crash
You smash when you bash with the clashing ox
Saw you in half without a fucking magical box
Wet pussy 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 ill marines with hand
Held killing machines
Steal dreams with the armored steel
Guard your grill nigga, I was brought up by
The Kents in Smallville
Following Allah's will, harboring 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
Yo, last rites, we fast to blast twice
Jedi Mind 252 we mad nice
We smash mics, and blast too precise
Fast 40 days and pray for 40 nights

Yo, I'm savage
I write rhymes in pitch blackness
Any motherfucker that front, is left backless
Y'all motherfuckers just burn into ashes
Trying to step into the zone where
Vinnie Paz is Black Sabbath
Put a slug in his grill
Because Jedi Mind, Two-Five thugging for real
You ever think there might
Be trouble then peel
Because a motherfucker like me
Dumping 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 harmed
My gun control leaves y'all with no arms
Y'all ever smell the stench of dead bodies?
Left in the path of the Paz and Khadafi
5'9", tatted up, mad stocky
Animal thug who bust slugs in the lobby

Yo, last rites, we fast to blast twice
Jedi Mind 252 we mad nice
We smash mics, and blast too precise
Fast 40 days and pray for 40 nights

I hit the turnpike on dirtbike with 2 heaters
On my way to Philly to fight for Mumia
Only thug guerillas will react to this
The laws try to destroy black activists
Half of y'all is performers and actresses
I keep at least a 100 grand in the mattresses
Shit so hot
Soon as I write it I get indicted
I dare one y'all scared niggas to bite it
I done 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 is soft
That's why your skirt get pulled up
Clothes come off red Dragons
Can't even fuck with my brain pattern
I'm online, Pentium Plus and Benz wagon
Mahdi, believe me it do ring bells
If you saw me do dirt you won't live to tell
I'd done lived in a cell, did bids in hell
Held niggas at gunpoint for ransom and bail

Yo, last rites, we fast to blast twice
Jedi Mind 252 we mad nice
We smash mics, and blast too precise
Fast 40 days and pray for 40 nights