Jedi Mind Tricks - The Age Of Sacred Terror lyrics

Yeah, yeah baby yeah, Jedi mind tricks, legacy of blood Nothing but dirt out here, f**ing Philly baby, yeah It aint a game baby, its f**ing war out here I'll make you bleed with knives, I was born with all seeing eyes I can snatch a rappers heart before he even dies The cave man still believe in lies you don't want no blood or no beef like you were vegan rhymes You like to sleep with guys, you a gay maggot Listening to f**ing B2K f*ggot, go to raves f*ggot Put a hole in your heart, destroy everything you know and you thought Destroy everything in Babylon, you f**ing fake rap I hate rap cause you babble on, you f**ing f*gs are gone I'm a hate monger, that's the reason that your talking to the jake longer But the snakes on ya, let you die there and who gave you the f**ing impression that I care I can thrive here, but I choose to die On a f**ing steady diet of booze and lies (chorus) Yea, it's the age of the sacred terror, A communist revolutionary Che Guevera, take your cheddar, Take everything that you care for Murder everybody, that's what they was there for. And there for you getting wet from the heat Take the food from your plate, ain't letting you eat Ain't letting you do nothing that I don't want you to You a crumb and that's why I like to f** with you I don't care about anybody except me, until my main man Mafia is set free Your waiting for the revolution to start but you aint on the front lines taking 2 in the heart, ellusively smart that's why I hide from the feds., Jason Vorhies style, 5-7 heads 5 corpses, 5 state troopers dead liquor shots to their face till the Rugers red (chorus) If you serve god for money you serve the devil Claim to be in the war, never heard the metal Yea, never even been in combat never even felt the supreme love from a warm gat I'm on another plane, you can stand in front of your fam. But I'm shooting right through your mothers frame I got knuckle game, but I don't use that, f** a fair one where the 2 2's at Where the nitrous oxide and balloons at where my mother f**ing knuckle Howie's goons at This for everybody holding hammers if your coming to our show then you go bananas, and holding banners In Support of Mumia-Jamal running up on you pigs with the heaters and all I'm deceiving the law, that's what I'm here for The reason why I'm drinking all the f**ing beer for (Chorus)