Jedi Mind Tricks - Serenity in Murder lyrics

"Everything is real I see"
"A lot of rappers out here
Actin' with no movie roles"
"It's not a fluke, it's been tried
I'm the truth"
"We been adored for keepin' it raw"
"Everything is real I see"
"A lot of rappers out here
Actin' with no movie roles"
"It's not a fluke, it's been tried
I'm the truth"
"We been adored for keepin' it raw"

Yeah, yeah, I'm a terrorist threat
Burn in Hell where the devil is kept
How can we be powerful with incredible debt?
Dump the clip
Hittin' you from your head to your neck
I creep with the silencer
Leave you dead where you slept
I'm as vicious with the right or the left
And I stand behind my people if
It's life or it's death
A knife in the chest
That's the way that we do but if I was you
I'd be concerned about the avian flu
I pray that you do
But you ain't listen before
You ain't listen when I told you
'bout my visions of war my system is pure
Trap you like a prisoner's war
Anyone who ever met me say my liver is poor
Whoever met me say they dig my rapport
Say that he the only one who
Ain't a dick on the tour
Kick in the door, with my vodka, believe that
And hand Warchild all the blunts
And the weed sack fuckin' worm, yeah


Yeah, you like Napoleon Bonaparte
I throw a dart and blow your bones apart
The lonely part's when you fallin'
Like you Owen Hart my fuckin' soul is dark
I wouldn't wish it on you
I wouldn't wish any of my
Mental conditions on you
I just wish that y'all would
Leave me for dead
Wish that I would go away and
Fall asleep in my bed
I'm lethal instead, but I supposedly thrived
Anyone or anything that got too
Close to me died
Supposed to be live, fuck it
I'm supposed to be king
'Pose to murder everything like
An associate of Ming
Listen, I ain't takin' your word, man
Just give me all the
"Cash Money" like Birdman

Yeah, another holy verse
Never listen to what's told in church
My soul immersed in a statue
That's as old as earth
I'm fuckin' Odin's curse
The living eight man
Calculate Infinity with Dillinger Escape Plan
I would walk on the Arabian with grey sand
And heal the sickness of the
People where I laid hands
I was there when they created the Christ
When the Romans in Judea
Took the Pagan's advice
I hate what I'm like
Hate that I'm afraid of the light
Hate that everyone who love me
Always hate what I like
Hate that everywhere I go
I get engaged in a fight
Hate that everything I say is
Just evasive and trife enraged with a knife
I don't care who I slice
I could walk into the woods and
Kill a bear with my mic
I'm here with my mic
Fear me and be careful at night
Cause Vinnie vicious like a
Motherfucking werewolf at night
I'm a beast, baby