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标题: Animal Rap (arturo Gatti Mix) - Jedi Mind Tricks (instrumental) [打印本页]

作者: Confessions    时间: 2012-8-8 10:37:01     标题: Animal Rap (arturo Gatti Mix) - Jedi Mind Tricks (instrumental)

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Jedi Mind Tricks Animal Rap (feat. Kool G Rap) (Arturo Gatti A Cappella Mix) lyrics was added to the site 20 Jul, 2007 and since that time has 1 hits and voted 0 times. Other popular Jedi Mind Tricks lyrics are: Uncommon Valor: A Vietnam Story, Blood Runs Cold and Heavenly Divine.

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Kool G Rap


You know the Don's armed wit sixteen


And I go hard for the big cream, the whips and the carriage


Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, switchin' the fabrics


Pull up wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hittin' the hazards


Spot a bitch wit that Cris habit, I gotta have it


Fuck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage


Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish


She only lick dick status to get cabbage


Dick get lathered to the thick baptist


Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance


It's drama to the finish, but the llama to your appendix (aiight)


And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood


I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)


This where the buck stops, fuck props


Buck shots at the top money, what the fuck you forgot?


Thought I was done and wasn't thuggin' the block?


Still real, bustin' the glock


Put it where you could see it (blao) what up now?


(Chorus)


Mike Tyson


Mike Tyson


People always talkin' bout I'm being loud and ruckus


I'm talkin' rogus because I'm angry, you know?


I'm angry about my experiences and all the things that I been through


See everyone else has the right to be angry


But this is just the way I express myself


(So, you ready to fight?)


Vinnie Paz


Yo, bust a motherfuckin' gat to this


Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholics


I rap in Arabic, so my message is just immaculate


My rap a lab-a-rynth, drink a forty and blaze a sack to it


My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it


I'm surly, miserable cat that slap shorties


Looks kinda resemble that of fat Pauly


I don't even clap, young boy, he claps for me


Chain hang down to my dick, I'm that gaudy


I don't even fuck wit you cats, you rap poorly


I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny


Wit a wack army, we barkin' at you


And Vinnie Paz holds a hammer like a carpenter do


you should understand that I ain't really fuckin' around


and if you don't, you gonna find your body stuffed in the ground


We buckin' em down, cuz that's how wrong my life is


Y'all don't understand how fuckin' strong my wife is


I'm from a time where every song was righteous


Before rap was just a swarm of white kids


And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness, or just another victim to the


pawns and sheisters


I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers


And let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless


What!!! Fuckin' Vinnie Paz daddy!!!! (Yeah!!!)


(Chorus)


Mike Tyson


And I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waist my life


Cause when I die I'm going to paradise


So I'm not worried, and I'm in a hurry to die


Cause I'm not gonna let nobody disrespect me


and make comments about me without me retaliating








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