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Jedi Mind Tricks




Альбом Jedi Mind Tricks


Servants In Heaven, Kings In Hell (2006)
2006
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Pariah Demise (Interlude)
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Triumph And Agony (Interlude)
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Temples Of Ice (Interlude)
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{movie clip}

beware of the beast man.
for he is the devils pawn.
alone among gods primates.
he kills for sport,or lust,or greed.
yay he will murder his brother to posses his brothers land.
let him not breed in great numbers,
for he will make a desert of his home,and yours.
shun him, drive him back into his jungle lair.
for he is the harbinger of death.

. . .


[Intro-Fat Joe and Prodigy vocal samples]
"So who the next to get it?"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"

[Verse 1-Vinnie Paz]
Yo, roll the dro and spark, a bunch of animals like Noah's Ark
A rapper so ill, my flow just stole Jehovah's heart
My fist 'll break a fuckin' boulder in half
When I was young, I'd smack a stick off of your shoulder and laugh
I've chosen a path, spoke on my emotional past
Spoke on everything from war to how the ocean is vast
My flow is too fast, you can't contend with me there
Or it's gonna be a massacre, Tiananmen Square
My pen is prepared, and so the guns and the swords
And death the only thing you get for fuckin' with lords
Been stuck in some wars, but Vinnie fought his way out
The double jab, right cross what they caught in they mouth
I'm callin' 'em out, anyone who fuck wit my fam'
Thinkin' that they got away and they was lucky, then blam
Buck 'em and scram, don't use the shotty no more
They didn't think that Vinnie P was catchin' bodies no more

[Hook-Fat Joe, Jay-Z and Prodigy vocal samples]
"So who the next to get it?"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"
"Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it"
"So who the next to get it?"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"
"Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it"

[Verse 2-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, this is death and doom, my occupation puttin' flesh in tombs
Whether or not you shot, the aggression looms
I'm the one that speak the language of fate
I'm the one that speak the language and the anguish of hate
My banger is great, it split the top of your dome
Like the book of Revelations for the prophets in Rome
I'm locked in the throne, whether you like it or not
'Cause I'm chemically the reason liquid nitrogen hot
I'm nice with the glock, nicer with the semi's and Tec's
But I'm nicest when I'm clappin' at my enemies neck's
They tend to regret ever sendin' me threats
'Cause they know the only thing that they could send me is checks

[Hook-Fat Joe, Jay-Z and Prodigy vocal samples]
"So who the next to get it?"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"
"Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it"
"So who the next to get it?"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"
"Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it"

[Verse 3-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, I'm like Mark David Chapman with a Salinger book
Stalk my enemy and let the fuckin' silencer cook
It's down in the book, that my competitors ain't really ready
The way my four pound turn your stomach to spaghetti
It's like the Serengeti, because it's hot here
The way that policia set it on the block here
They pushin' rocks here, in the dead of night
I take my glock and I point god/point guard like Brevin Knight
Your fuckin' men are mice, you shouldn't answer that
If my father was still alive, he wouldn't stand for that
He wouldn't stand for how you act like a bitch
Wouldn't stand for anybody who a rat or a snitch
I'm back in this bitch, we was gone for a while
'Til a shorty told me that he heard my song and he smiled
I'm strong but I'm wild, they say I drink too much
The only problem that I have is that I think too much, pussy

[Outro-Jay-Z sample]
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"

. . .


[Intro-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, Vinnie Paz, baby, they call me Louie Dogs
Jedi Mind Tricks, Philly, Italiano mobbin' on you

[Verse 1-Vinnie Paz]
This is murder rap, I'll burn his back and push your sternum back
And have the doctor cover your head just like a turban wrap
A certain fact, you'll be prayin' on a Persian mat
Or hopin' Jesus or the police's bring the person back
I'm not the type of mutha fucka that's concerned with that
I only been in love once, then I learned from that
A ride or die bitch, said she'd never turn her back
Take these bullets with you to Hell, you dirty rat
Speakin' to me sideways, you get hurt for that
You gonna make me bring the Hologramic verses back
I'll put my fist into the ground, that's where the earth is cracked
Love is gone inside my heart, now it's a purplish black
You a clown rapper, just a circus act
But Vinnie rap like when fifty fuckin' Kurds attack
Who your group, daddy? I ain't never heard of that
Vinnie Paz, Hologram, where the purple at, fuckin' maggots, yeah

[Hook-Vinnie Paz w/KRS-One sample]
We gonna ride 'til the wheels fall off
It's a Suicide if you feel we soft
We the truth inside, if you feel you lost
And the truth don't lie, 'cause we still the boss
We gonna ride 'til the wheels fall off
It's a Suicide if you feel we soft
We the truth inside, if you feel you lost
And the truth don't lie, 'cause we still the boss

[Verse 2-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, the heavy metal king, my lyrical an incredible thing
And I'm the forces in the four-chord pendulum swing
And anyway you wanna look at it, I send pain
And now they got you in the third density end game
That's why these men came, we rap saviors
Who tryin' to waken you from your spiritual laziness
I'm thinkin' outside the box from now on
Like different ways that I can kill the cop from now on
During day is when I used to sell boom to the tenants
And at night with dark shaman and hallucinogenics
That's when I let the fight in me pass through
And when I let the spiritual light in me pass through
I guess this just somethin' that come when you grown
Like the positive and negative that come with the throne
But, fuck it, I'm stoned, Pazienza the great wall
I'll be back, but now I'm drinkin' my 8 Ball

[Hook-Vinnie Paz w/KRS-One sample]
We gonna ride 'til the wheels fall off
It's a Suicide if you feel we soft
We the truth inside, if you feel you lost
And the truth don't lie, 'cause we still the boss
We gonna ride 'til the wheels fall off
It's a..."Suicide is a Suicide"

[Verse 3-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, I'm a new disease, drinkin' a 40, rockin' Judas Priest
I'm strong as Zeus atleast, put two in your blueish fleece
You never see a pig around me like a Jewish feast
And every single fuckin' member in my crew a beast
But y'all should know by now the type of shit I'm on
Like, does the New Testament contradict the Qu'ran?
Does every Muslim in the world come equipped with a bomb?
Does every rap video have a chick in a thong?
I don't know if we livin' no more
I don't know if Pazienza even driven no more
Uppercut, right cross on the tip of the jaw
He a crumb, daddy, dump a fuckin' clip in the boy
And the man is the offspring of the weak
Like the lamb is the offspring of the sheep
We gonna grind 'til we seein' the fame
With a stronghold baby, 'cause I'm bleedin' the game

[Outro-Vinnie Paz w/KRS-One sample]
We gonna ride 'til the wheels fall off
Ha, ha, Louie Dogs, Jedi Mind Tricks
We the truth inside, if you feel you lost
Enemy of Mankind on the track, what's the deal, baby?
We gonna ride 'til the wheels fall off
Vocab, where you at? Warchild, my man
We the truth inside, if you feel you lost
My brother Stoupe, that's how we get down
It's murder rap, yeah, they call me Vinnie Paz
Louie Dogs, it's dirty, baby, it's our fuckin' year
I'm tryin' to shine, baby, tryin' to feed the fam
Ha, ha, yeah

. . .


[Richard Nixon's Resignation Speech]
...I have spoken to you from this office, where so many decisions have been made that shaped the history, of this Nation. ... I have always tried to do what was best for the Nation.

[1950's American Public Service Announcement]
Duck, and cover!

[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah
I don't know why I'm over here, this job is evil
They sent me here to Vietnam to kill innocent people
My mother wrote me, said, "The President, he doesn't care"
He tryna leave the footprints of America here
They say we're tryna stop Chinese expansion
but I ain't seen no Chinese since we landed
Sent my whole entire unit, thinkin' we could win
against the Viet Cong guerrillas there in Gia Dinh
I didn't sign up to kill women or any children
For every enemy soldier, we killin' six civilians
Yeah, and it ain't right to me
I ain't got enough of mother fuckin' fight in me
It frightens me, and I just wanna see my son and moms
But over here they droppin' seven million tons of bombs
I spend my days dodgin' all these booby-traps and mines
and at night, prayin' to God that I get back alive
And I'm forced, to sit back and wonder
why I was a part of Operation Rollin' Thunder
In a foxhole with nine months left here
Jungle like the fuckin' harbinger of death here

I don't want to be here. I'm scared, I just wanna go home.

[R.A. the Rugged Man]
You fuckin' kiddin' me? Don't be a pussy. Don't you love your country?
I like being here. I'm ready.

True story
Call me Thorburn, John A., Staff Sergeant
Marksman, skill in killin', illin', I'm able and willin'
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage a village
Illegitimate killers: U.S. military guerrillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam? Shit
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothin', drug-abusin', Vietnamese women screwin'
Sex, gamblin', and boozin', all this shit is amusin'
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't wanna go home, where I'm just a ordinary human bein'
Special OP, Huey chopper gun ship, run shit
Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss
Kill shit, spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hit trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it, get it
The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killin'
I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, a secret mission, we 'bout to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines

Bullets is sprayin', it's heatin' up, a hundred degrees
The enemy's the North Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told "Be at ease"
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we 'bout to hit some trees
Tail rotor broke, crash land
American man in Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearin' black pajamas, they want to harm us
They all up on us, bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flyin', loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines
Pray to the one above, it's rainin', I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dyin', I feel dizzy, I'm losin' blood

I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims, and Christians at peace, no fights
Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must've died, then I woke up, surprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back
But ain't escape Agent Orange, two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, microcephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it they had it
My son died he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
'Cause in life, God take, God give

. . .


[Verse 1-Vinnie Paz]
My rap equivalent to a militant bomb
My syllabus form, the Pazienza killer from 'Nam
With steel in my palm, guerrillas was born, your village is gone
It's either that you die or give your will to Islam
I feel it's a storm, that buildin' from the wilderness arm
I sent the alarm, to let you know Godzilla was spawned
I'd kill for my moms, ain't nobody as real as my moms
And it ain't any woman ever know the deal like my moms
I build with Iman's in holy places filled with Qu'rans
My killers is strong, 'cause every Sicilian is strong
You stealin' the form, I'm sharper then a million Don's
I'm buildin' a bomb, and when I see a milli' I'm gone

[Outro-Vinnie Paz]
Brrrrat, brrrrat, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Pazman, that's how you fuckin' rhyme
The rhyme animal, Jedi Mind, baby!

. . .


[Intro-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, Jedi Mind
Vinnie Pazienza, the Enemy of Mankind
Servants in Heaven, Kings in Hell
Horrorcore, yeah, walk with me

[Verse 1-Vinnie Paz]
I pop a pill and zone, my voice alone 'll fuckin' kill your bones
The AR-15 beam leave you still as stone
I'm workin' twenty-four-seven while you chill at home
I'm on the block with my people where the killers roam
I'm in a killer zone, where police can trap me
I'm ready to go to war with them like we Iraqi
We in the last days, only darkness passes
No more pure air, only bloody money ashes
Yeah, you need to recognize the God is sick
'Cause I was born inside of Egypt near the Gaza Strip
Don't make me cock the fifth, and put the flame to him
And thug it out like the Israeli's and Iranian's
Remember when I put the pen to pad
When I heard "Style Wars" by Lakim Shabazz
Then in the lab, everything was constructed with Stoupe
And y'all know that no one fuckin' with us as a group

[Chorus-Shara Worden]
When All the Light goes out where will you be?
When the darkness comes what will you see?
(When the lights go out)
When All the Light goes out where will you be?
(When the lights go out)
When the darkness comes what will you see?

[Verse 2-Vinnie Paz]
I'm a cannibal corpse, .38 snub splatter your thoughts
Peel your skin off of your body like animal cloth
I'm the reason for the Carthage in Hannibal's force
I'm the reason for the carnage in parable's lost
And I'll put the heater right where your lungs at
And none of y'all would be around if I could bring Pun back
You want the horrorcore Vinnie? He brung that
Along with the .44 militant gun rap
I break bread with the brothers I trust
'Cause I know that if I'm ever in some trouble, they bust
Could never be us, we too raw for the rap now
Anybody with a tape recorder can rap now
I pull a twelve gauge shotty, you back down
And then the last thing you hear is the gat sound
From the city where they framed Mumia
We gonna break him out, run up with them flames and heaters

[Chorus-Shara Worden]
When All the Light goes out where will you be?
When the darkness comes what will you see?
(When the lights go out)
When All the Light goes out where will you be?
(When the lights go out)
When the darkness comes what will you see?

[Verse 3-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, yeah, I carry heavy fists, I'm a biological terrorist
If you ain't been in war, then you don't know what terror is
You try to help people but do nothin' like therapists
It's basic rules to the game, cousin, you never snitch
Or you can see the type of lead that my Beretta spits
Or send you through the torture chamber and behead the bitch
Yeah, I'll put your body to the blades and choppers
And teach you about the disruptive symbol of chakras
If you believe what they tellin' you, the beast and them won
That's why I speak about survival and need for a gun
I stand for what them thugs is reppin'
But they don't know the government is usin' drugs as weapons
And drug injections, was taught by the prophets before
About the cavalry of shadowy profits of war
It's hard of grip, so I spit it at different degrees
But the inner earth holds more water then seas

[Bridge-Shara Worden]
Who's gonna save you When All the Lights go out
It's time to reconcile, how you gonna go, how you gonna go?
When the Lights go out, When the Lights go out
When the Lights go out, how you gonna go? Oh, oh, oh, oh, o

. . .


[Hook (Vocal Samples)]
"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"


[Verse 1 - Vinnie Paz]
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
A 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 listened before
you ain't listened when I told you about 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 me 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' worms, yeah

[Hook (Vocal Samples)]
"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"

[Verse 2 - Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, you like Napoleon Bonaparte
I throw a dart and blow your bones apart
The lonely part's when you falling like you Owen Hart
My fucking 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 to close to me died
Supposed to be live, fuck it, I'm supposed to be king
Pose the murder everything like an associate of Ming
Listen, I ain't taking your word man
Just give me all the cash money like bird man

[Hook (Vocal Samples)]
"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"

[Verse 3 - Vinnie Paz]
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 fucking 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 mutha fuckin' werewolf at night
I'm a beast, baby! Yeah

[Hook-Vocal samples]
"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"
"For keepin' it raw" "For keepin' it raw"
"For keepin' it raw" "You know the deal"

. . .

Pariah Demise (Interlude)

[Нет текста]

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(Verse 1 - Vinnie Paz)
I murder you and laugh
I'm Barry Sanders slashing through the path
You a magicians assistant I'm sawing you in half
You a heathen that rely on the beast
I'm a demon that defying crucifying the priest
I shine over beats: A motherfuckin beast on the mic
I'm a lion out the jungle, raw meat's what I like.
I bleed in the fight, Vinnie like that taste of his blood,
and I'll open up your stomach like the case of a slug.
I'm faithful to drugs, puttin metal plates in your mug.
Dump your body in the motherfucking lake in a rug, face in the mud.
Ya'll create the facade, that my people have exterminated faith in their god
patience is hard, cousin but it pays to calm
go to war for anybody who embraces Islam.
I'm gracious and warm,
ready for my place in the war,
and I'm ready to smash a motherfuckers face in the floor.

(Chorus)
We got that gangster gangster shit
We got that murder murder shit
You talk that gangster gangster shit.
We live that murder murder shit.

(Verse 2 - Ill Bill)
Without order nothing exists,
Without chaos nothing evolves,
now get on your knees so I can stick this gun in your mouth.
I'm a Slayer album personified,
holocaust columbine,
middle passage Israel versus Palestine.
It's the cult leader drinking kool-aid,
run with the doctor's that produced AIDS
I open my mouth I shoot flames.
a freedom fighter that got the whole world terrified
Ill Bill, human manifestation of genocide.
Stand amongst Grammy winning grimy nosed candy sniffers
Blast a black metal at you like Danny Loco
it's impossible to escape my matrix of hate
I'll make a good girl a cum dumpster saying don't wait.
I turn razors to AK's and turn raisins to grapes.
turn blood into wine with an insatiable taste.
Drink from the goblet of gore, vomit and poured.
Sodom and Gomorrah back to Canarsie, New York.

(Chorus)


(Verse 3 - Vinnie Paz)
You don't know about the gospel of Judas,
about the information found in the Galapagos ruins.
How the warriors would sharpen they blades,
how if they wanted to the government could cure you of AIDS.
We the equivalent of fire & ice,
the equivalent of a prisoner who died for his rights.
I'm lying to Christ,
Put your fuckin spine in a vice,
I'm like trump in The Apprentice - only fire at night.
I'm dying to fight, slap you five and put ten in you,
Louie Dogs a fuckin genocide general,
So I say fuck the CIA and they plan
get me outta here I'd rather fucking stay in Iran.
I run up on you with grenades in my hand,
If you fuckin round with Bill or try to hate on my fam.
It's the dichotomy of hatred in man,
If you ever think of tryin to play me then Blam! Blat! Blat!

(chorus)

. . .


- When you over in American Samoa, what…what surprised you the most?
- I guess what hit me the most is the condition of the factory that the workers were in:
The factory was surrounded by a fence and barbed wire on top and on the bottom. And they have a chain-linked fence surround the whole factory and, and dormitory compound. The gate has a…has a guard shack, where the guard sit there and control the worker movement in and out of the.. of the factory
- The factory are made of ahm.. tin panels with tin roof. It's really hot. The temperature over there is regularly ninety degrees and inside the factory or the dormitory it reaches way over a hundred degrees.

[Verse 1]:
Yeah
It's the contemporary form of slavery, they call it slave labor
But they don't prosecute them cuz it's how they make paper
When you rocking that fly shit that's made in China
By an eight year old child tryna feed his mama
He exposed to contamination and disease
And only fifty-five percent of them will get degrees
And the women have to try to placate the boss
Because it's sex discrimination in the labor force
The slave master only let them speak in sign language
And they're suffering from lung disease and eye damage
fourteen hour shifts, seven days a week
two shitty meals a day, very little sleep
Human life only worth three cents an hour
All human right laws loose sense of power
What did four hundred years in the grave passes?
Only the improved cleverness of slave masters.

[Chorus]:
Is life worth living if you living in hell?
When the mind is confined to a prisoner's cell?
And the lies they devise in the system that fail
But I expect the system to fail!
Is life worth living if you living in hell?
When the mind is confined to a prisoner's cell?
And the lies they devise in the system that fail
But I expect the system to fail!

- Many Chinese workers are forced to sign secret agreements, known as shadow contracts, before they leave China, severely and, in some ways, illegally restricting their activities while on American soil. Workers are forbidden to participate in any religious or political activity or to ask for a salary increase or even to fall in love or get married.

[Verse 2]:
It's one point six million people locked in jail
They do new slave labour force trapped in hell
They generate over a billion dollars worth to power
And only getting paid twenty cents an hour
They make cloths for McDonald's and for Apple Bee's
And working fourteen hour shifts in prison factories
And while we sit around debating who the wack emcee is
They have to work when arthritic pain attack the knees
Slavery is not illegal, that's a fucking lie!
It is illegal, unless it's for conviction of a crime
The main objective is to get you in your fucking prime.
And keep the prison full and not give you a fucking dime
But they the real criminal keeping you confined
For a petty crime but they give you two-to-nine
And ain't nobody there to protect ya
Except a bunch of incompetent human rights inspectors

[Chorus]:
Is life worth living if you living in hell?
When the mind is confined to a prisoner's cell?
And the lies they devise in the system that fail
But I expect the system to fail!
Is life worth living if you living in hell?
When the mind is confined to a prisoner's cell?
And the lies they devise in the system that fail
But I expect the system to fail!

- The sweatshop situation's kind of cohesive and kind of take advantage on the people that are poor and at an economic disadvantage.
- This Chinese woman made T-shirts and pants at the factory until she became pregnant.
- When I told them I was pregnant, they told me to have an abortion..
- Tu Xiao Mei says she refused to have the abortion and has now been barred from entering the factory.
- To allow them to bring that on to US soil is a very deep concern. We've now documented the facts that management coerces female workers who become pregnant into having abortions.
- But human rights workers say it's common practice
- Inside that factory Chinese law applies, and Chinese law is… is supreme
- Even though it's the United States of America?
- The flag doesn't fly inside there.

. . .

Triumph And Agony (Interlude)

[Нет текста]

. . .


Shara Worden
I know all the times were hard
I know that you've been feeling down
If you only knew how I'm feeling for you
If I could take your pain
I wish that I could wash it all away
If you only knew how I'm feeling

Verse 1 - Vinnie Paz
Mommy, I'm sorry if my first letter made you cry
To be honest with you, I don't think that I want to die
Sometimes I feel like that I'm cancerous in other's lives
That's probably why I drink at night and sleep 'til four or five
It's kind of hard walkin' through life with my distorted eyes
When I was younger, I was stupid and I thought I'd thrive
I thought a lot about everything I said in the letter
And questioned whether or not if I was dead, you'd be better
You think my shorty would be happy if I never met her?
It's too late now, mommy, I could never forget her
Could never forget how she taught me to love
'Cause my father and my grandmother is always above
It's glory above, you know that daddy taught me to thug
And every time we was with nanny she'd bombard me with hugs
Damn, I miss her, mommy, and it's hard to believe
That I'm grown and I don't understand it, why did they leave?

(Better to die and sleep)
(The never-waking sleep)
(Than linger on and dare to live)
(When the soul's life is gone)

Chorus - Shara Worden
You've been running around for so long
You've been hurting yourself too much
You keep messing around with darkness
You're the one who's losing
You've been running around for so long
You've been hurting yourself too much
You keep messing around with darkness
You're the one who's losing

Verse 2 - Vinnie Paz
Mommy, I think that I'ma try to stick around a while
I got a niece, and my nephews, they need me 'round a while
I think they need me 'cause they hittin' that age
And they ain't tryin' to speak to Lenny 'cause they spittin' they rage
Yeah, and mommy, speakin' to Lenny, I think my brother need me
And we Italian, so you know my mother love to feed me
And it's the little things you do for me that make it worth it
Like when I play a joint that we did and you say it's perfect
And when Jake got knocked, you knew that I was hurt
You told me put all of my heart in the song, and it worked
I promised him that I'd be there when he got out the bing
You ain't raise me to be a liar, ma, that's not my thing
I told him that I'd hold him down the whole time that he gone
They kept him locked inside a cage, but that's cool, 'cause he's strong
So mommy, keep that first letter I wrote you on the low
I think I wanna stay alive and see if I can grow

Shara Worden
You've been running around for so long
You've been hurting yourself too much
You keep messing around with darkness
You're the one who's losing
You've been running around for so long
You've been hurting yourself too much
You keep messing around with darkness
You're the one who's losing

("You have power and money, but you are mortal
You know you cannot escape death
But immortality can be obtained
The legend is always the same
If others have succeeded in conquering death
Why must we accept it?
I know where the immortals live
And how to obtain their secret
We too must become wise men
The elements of chemistry are many, but finite
So are the techniques of enlightenment")

Shara Worden
I know all the times were hard
I know that you've been feeling down
If you only knew how I'm feeling for you
If I could take your pain
I wish that I could wash it all away
If you only knew how I'm feeling

. . .


[Hook: Block McCloud]
You don't really want a close encounter
This dude's talkin' like he knows the bouncers
I move up on ya face for talkin' outta place
Get your spine ripped out by Jedi Mind Tricks, ouch!
And ain't nobody gangsta, we just fight good
Left jab, uppercut, then a right hook
Jedi Mind spit rhymes like I write hooks
Type you don't wanna fight wit, Jedi Mind Tricks

[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Hey yo, great rap outta BC, the track
The beat beast master, heat clapper, speakin' the facts
Keys to the 'Lac, weed in the back, foot on the gas
Squeezin' the gat, leave it at that, my foot in yo' ass
Listen, bust your rat, you scream, Ruck is back, bitch
"You gonna fuck up your career, you hear?" Fuck the rap shit
I make the same money when I hustle this crack shit
Probably make more 'cause a nigga don't pay no taxes
Access the gun's off the earth axis
Axis of evil, the evil 'll leave your hat split
Ruck flow is like "Fuck you, God"
I don't wanna rhyme, I need a construction job
Listen, backpack rap, Jansporter crew
Big guns and fast cars, Transporter, too
I camcord your crew with a clip in they mouth
Sean Price, fuck you riffin' about? Shut the fuck up, yeah

[Hook: Block McCloud]
You don't really want a close encounter
This dude's talkin' like he knows the bouncers
I move up on ya face for talkin' outta place
Get your spine ripped out by Jedi Mind Tricks, ouch!
And ain't nobody gangsta, we just fight good
Left jab, uppercut, then a right hook
Jedi Mind spit rhymes like I write hooks
Type you don't wanna fight wit, Jedi Mind Tricks

[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
I put you in the fuckin' torture wrath, I carry forty gats and pure black
That send you and your spiritual to where the Lord is at
You read "Behold a Pale Horse"? Well, I authored that
And on top of that, Vinnie the owner of a gorgeous gat
I don't trust nobody, cousin, I'm a cautious cat
I see inside your eyes, it's where demonic forces at
Fuck around and get laced with the Luger
If you sympathize with the hellinization of Judah
My place is the future, everybody say "The boy nice"
Philly to Brooklyn, Brooklyn to Philly with Sean Price
I'm not sayin' I'm the nicest around
I'm just sayin' I'm the nicest with the knife and the pound
I'm strikin' you down, Pazienza always on the block
You the type to take a L and fuckin' call the cops
Cross the other side of street because you saw it's hot
Call me Mike Fratello baby, 'cause I call the shots, yeah, pussy

[Hook: Block McCloud]
You don't really want a close encounter
This dude's talkin' like he knows the bouncers
I move up on ya face for talkin' outta place
Get your spine ripped out by Jedi Mind Tricks, ouch!
And ain't nobody gangsta, we just fight good
Left jab, uppercut, then a right hook
Jedi Mind spit rhymes like I write hooks
Type you don't wanna fight wit

[Verse 3: Vinnie Paz]
I'm comin' at you with various weapons, hittin' your body in various sections
Even the mutha fuckin' devil was there when I blessed him
Better selection of clappers then you
Jesus Price, Pazienza better rappers then you
I've had it with you, every rhyme I write a testament
About the war and our apocalyptic president
About how I studied the science of raw
How I carry Desert Eagle's and defy it's a law
My violence is pure, walk the battlefield with stainlesses
They say I'm deranged, disconnected and dangerous
My rap is sharp enough to slash your fuckin' veins and wrist
I'll put a knife into my heart to see if pain exists
My forty cal' is fuckin' dyin' to bust
It could teach you how to bleed and how to die in the dust
Yeah, I'm tryin' to organize with people I identify
While Bush and Cheney sit and celebrate a genocide, yeah

[Hook: Block McCloud]
You don't really want a close encounter
This dude's talkin' like he knows the bouncers
I move up on ya face for talkin' outta place
Get your spine ripped out by Jedi Mind Tricks, ouch!
And ain't nobody gangsta, we just fight good
Left jab, uppercut, then a right hook
Jedi Mind spit rhymes like I write hooks
Type you don't wanna fight wit, Jedi Mind Tricks, ouch!

. . .


[Intro: Reef the Lost Cauze]
Yeah, ah, it feels so good to be up in here, man
Yeah, JMT, Reef the Lost Cauze, Chief Kamach'
Shit got to change, baby

[Verse 1: Reef the Lost Cauze]
Yo, they put white picket fences on all black houses
Cauze Kilimanjaro, you Brokeback Mountain
Since that "Feast" drop, everybody on Shareef jock
I am what I am, without a deal from Reebok
While y'all was poppin' and lockin', doin' the beatbox
I was in the streets, ock, mean glock tryin' to be 'Pac
Wisdom came in the form of seein' teeth knocked
Great G's shot, tell me when will the beef stop?
I don't think it ever will
That's why I might seem relaxed, dog, but I could never chill
If that shiesty bitch don't kill me, then the cheddar will
You think like a man with no hands, we could never build
I'm from the era where they measured skill
And if you disrespected the mic, then they disrespect your grill
The era was truly gone
But it's 'bout to be resurrected by the Cauze, Kamach' and big Louie Dogs, what?

[Hook: Reef the Lost Cauze]
This is Gutta Music, pull out your gun, start buckin' to it
We just dumbin' it out, but ain't nothin' stupid
Time waits for no man, and such is proven
We keep it fuckin' movin', ain't nothin' to it
This is Gutta Music, pull out your gun, start buckin' to it
We just dumbin' it out, but ain't nothin' stupid
Time waits for no man, and such is proven
We keep it fuckin' movin', ain't nothin' to it

[Verse 2: Chief Kamachi]
Yo, the forty days of wack MC's blown apart
Replenish the earth, last miracle, Noah's Ark
Rep like I own a art, Chief whole zone is dark
They want my mind and birth time so they can clone the chart
Hallelujah, Hell 'll do ya, Messiah spark
Crown ruler, crush medulla's, we quiet hearts
While my slum street angel play a riot harp
Confusin' but amusin' to a mind that's smart
What you expect when you hear the fresh fire start
Black sage, urban monk
Spiritually, you deserve the trunk
I got pistols with crystals, you pussies never heard the pump
Futuristic AK's make turbans jump
Leave bodies on the side 'til the curb is sunk, Deer Hunter

[Hook: Reef the Lost Cauze]
This is Gutta Music, pull out your gun, start buckin' to it
We just dumbin' it out, but ain't nothin' stupid
Time waits for no man, and such is proven
We keep it fuckin' movin', ain't nothin' to it
This is Gutta Music, pull out your gun, start buckin' to it
We just dumbin' it out, but ain't nothin' stupid
Time waits for no man, and such is proven
We keep it fuckin' movin', ain't nothin' to it

[Verse 3: Vinnie Paz]
With the Jake I'll never cooperate
A fuckin' vial of hate that God forsake
I'll scar your face, Allahu Akbar, God is great
You an animal that speak with the cops
Bleed the block, Vinnie Pazienza, Reef and Kamach'
I'll feast on the crops, leave your body bleedin' from shots
My stone hands leavin' you with unbelievable knots
A key to the lock, my spiritual is an anomaly
I got the spirit of Bill Hicks inside of me
Military minded, shoot to kill
With the weaponry of Minister Farooq Khalil
It's Lucifer's will, why Abyssinians fail
But Israeli troops 'll storm the Palestinian jails
It ain't like we never lost before
I just think we should externalize the cost of war
I'm like a sorcerer, Black Tibetan monks
Louie Dogs, my thoughts is pure

[Hook: Reef the Lost Cauze]
This is Gutta Music, pull out your gun, start buckin' to it
We just dumbin' it out, but ain't nothin' stupid
Time waits for no man, and such is proven
We keep it fuckin' movin', ain't nothin' to it
This is Gutta Music, pull out your gun, start buckin' to it
We just dumbin' it out, but ain't nothin' stupid
Time waits for no man, and such is proven
We keep it fuckin' movin', ain't nothin' to it

. . .

Temples Of Ice (Interlude)

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. . .


Torn apart now
I cannot have this combination
And fusion, of your elixir
Torn apart now
These are the choices we made
Do I follow or walk away

Yeah, most of my adult life I've been torn into two
If you love me, then I love you and this song is for you
It's tight hard when you know that your sick
And your shorty seein' you as an emotional wreck
The closer I get, it's like the farther I feel
And my heart has turned into this heavy armour and steel
It's hard to be real, hard to listen to the dumb shit
And I take a lot of pills 'cause it numbs shit
I wish I had another path to follow
Wish that I could be a man and learn to pass the bottle
A graphic novel, my future a box or an urn
Havin' dreams about death, but I'm not that concerned
And I'm diseased, through the seasons they turn
Watchin' leaves from the trees turn disease and they burn
I'm eager to learn, but I'm holdin' my breath
And everyday alive is just another closer to death

Torn apart now
I cannot have this combination
And fusion, of your elixir
Torn apart now
These are the choices we made
Do I follow or walk away

Yeah, I've been alive longer then I expected to be
And took care of everything that's expected of me
Took care of my girl and my mother
I told her that I'm always here and I love her
I handle shit differently 'cause I'm grown now
And the truth is that I'd rather be alone now
I'd rather not have to deal with the day
And I hate when people ask me how I'm feelin' today
My brother Rasul, we had a beef and grudge
But we grew up together, cousin, so it's peace and love
I wish all the best, I wish all the shine
I wish I didn't wanna offer my thoughts with a nine
I'm thoughtful and kind, but I'm evil alas
But everything I love has turned to a tedious task
I feel that life a waiting game for people to pass
But nobody ever want you to see through the mask

Torn apart now
I cannot have this combination
And fusion, of your elixir
Torn apart now
These are the choices we made
Do I follow or walk away

Yeah, I don't wanna be a burden to y'all
I just wanna know exactly what my purpose is for
I feel like nothin' I do is ever right
And that I'm actin' a fool another night
And I admit, I don't take care of myself
So I do a lot of thinkin' and preparing myself
'Cause the fact is my father died young and I might, too
And it ain't any way to tell what I might do
I don't wanna leave my mother behind
I don't want for her to cry, because the struggle is mine
I don't want for her to grind no more
I don't want for her to work a 9-to-5 no more
I ain't have to work a fuckin' 9-to-5 before
So I'm tryin' to get this money to provide for y'all
And if the shit ain't work out and I'm suddenly gone
Just remember that the motherfuckin' love isn't gone
Pazman

Torn apart now
I cannot have this combination
And fusion, of your elixir
Torn apart now
These are the choices we made
Do I follow or walk away

. . .


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