[Chief Kamachi]Yeah yeahUh yo yo, yo yo yo, Jedi Mind yo yoYo, my words sold germs, spread em like a slow germ, infectedDisease is collected and quarantined from my methodThe borderline where the animal and divine become separateI'm Def Leppard, case of beautiful hell on a recordCompel the skeptic when Kamachi unveil the epicIt's needed and requestedBrought to you like Elijah in the messageA jury of ancestors was sequestedTo decide my fate, for conductors of viscious vespersCandlelight death is extrasIs usually hollow point flesh pressesUntil they skin caress stretchersI'm the best to finesse texturesMy rhyme fabric, is elaborate, scrolls kept in a gold cabinetOpen the book to the chapter of this old soul magicJuju tongue to voodoo come, behold this untold havocUp north grab it, then I hit the south pole wit a magnetEast and west avid, now my name on all four points of the squareIt's firmly established, the language is lavishFirst to rock Roshashannah's and African pajamasSwear before I die to be there wit the best of the rhymersMusic for different ears, hears in different spheresGlobal ink like the mobile link, make sure the pitch is clearK-A-M-A-C-H-I be the dopest in hereRelated 26 Best Breakup Songs Of All TimeEminem Takes Down Trump In Powerful Freestyle Rap During BET AwardsCardi B and Twitter React To 'Bodak Yellow' Hitting No. 1 On The Hot 100 *Vocal sample*"Too much... I'm tired""In the company of those that fear...""In the company of ...fear"[Ikon]Yo we smash mics, but ya'll wanna buildBut in the face of death, you can't killAnd that's real, we fear what we feelBut ya'll muvafuckas can't overstand skillIf ya'll start me, we Buck like MilwaukeeBut ya'll, ya'll just do a lot of talkinAnd maybe that's why you fear what the devil doesMaybe that's the appeal of a metal slugYou ain't a ghetto thug, you an actressThat's unatural, like love between faggots!"In the company of ...fear"Photos [Jus Allah]I burn leaf wit Ikon and the Chief niggaThis next bud is not for youWatchin you made me land a clenched hand to your nostrilStoppin you from givin the god cold staresBeware, my flares put poets in rolling chairsDunn I'm prepared when the holocaust beginsYou'll have the roach smoked down to the sole of your TimbsNow I'm, holdin your gems, you're holdin for dear lifeAny mothafucker holdin the heat can have iceYou're just like a bitch wit no top onAt the Houston five, you lay down and get shot onDouble check, your dead, plugged twice in your mugI'm high off the weed, drunk off the cop's blood"Too much... I'm tired""In the company of those that fear""In the company of... fear""Above all, there was fearFear of today, fear of tomorrowFear of our neighbors, and fear of ourself""We came from distant space and even what some might callAnother dimension... and we're about to return"
Songs by Jedi Mind Tricks
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