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- Jedi Mind Tricks Hells Messenger 歌詞
- Jedi Mind Tricks
- I dont leave nothing to chance its no one to guess
And I play everything real close to the chest
The 2016 range rover is next
And I walk through the valley of death with no stress
Marvelous money to murder yall gold bullion
Fifty dudes parkside killers wear skully on
Thats the glass table that Im putting your medulla on
Black trees black ski mask black uniform
The ******ny black 45 is my ******
Cause I understand that nothing in the world is a gift
Aint no magic what Im doin aint no merlin in this
The stupidity the reason donald sterling exist you stupid ******
I was eating pills with van morrison in gloria
At the waldorf astoria called shorty up
If youre looking for a father figure call maury up
You a dr seuss rapper made the whole story up
Who the one that always gotta drink
Thats me
Always getting thrown into the bing
Thats me
Who the one that always holding all the hammers
Thats me
Who run up in the club and go bananas
Thats me
Who the one that always gotta drink
Thats me
Always getting thrown into the bing
Thats me
Who the one that always holding all the hammers
Thats me
Who run up in the club and go bananas
Thats me
Oyster perpetual and bottles of chandon
Everything you thought that existed is long gone
Waiting on an o***m ******pment from hong kong
Yall approach to what we created is all wrong
Everything that we emulated are raw songs
Everything that yall havent made is in poor form
Ecw jerry lynn when he fought strong
You an asshole masturbating to soft porn
No guns iron deficiency you anemic
Audio h****n intravenous my sunlight phoenix
Love the second the boss seen it
The route take longer but its much more scenic
See me and my brothers have been waiting for a while now
Giving you the time to get your wack -ass style down
Matter fact I think we gon have us a pow-wow
Your guns go boom-boom mines go baow baow
Who the one that always gotta drink
Thats me
Always getting thrown into the bing
Thats me
Who the one that always holding all the hammers
Thats me
Who run up in the club and go bananas
Thats me
Who the one that always gotta drink
Thats me
Always getting thrown into the bing
Thats me
Who the one that always holding all the hammers
Thats me
Who run up in the club and go bananas
Thats me
Yo word is god I aint dissing yall by name
I just slappin yall ****** in the face stealin our ***** *t man
How many years 15 years
Nah thats not long enough
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
Thats me thats me
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