Jedi Mind Tricks - And So It Burns lyrics

[Ikon the Verbal Hologram] yeah You frontin' style to me it's war when the beat drop just anotha mothaf**a gonna see Pac you the type that'll run when the heat pop the type that'll hide a gun when he see cops but not me, I'll aim a thirty-eight at they crown show up the next day at they wake with a frown yeah, and then I'll laugh at the widow have my man Stoupe'll blast through the window foul when I was young but I survived karma drop bombs like a b-25 on ya yeah, it's vietnam in the trenches just keep my seat warm on the benches I run with wild puerto ricans that hit L's and study cla**ical verses by *Big L* we came up in the game at the same time and read one-hundred-fifty rappers with the same rhyme yeah, yeah, uh huh (break: when I touch the microphone I usually rock it...soldiers don't like it? Then you're psychotic...it's on to the d**h til' we settle the score) I'm a mothaf**in' baboon hit you with thirty seven stab wounds bury your body deep in earth inside a black tomb you scared of the rain, you fear weather I'm hardcore like pall-bearer in sheer terror I'll be ready for war with suede timbs on y'all ain't ready to brawl until Vin's gone won't stop till you dead in hell Vinnie Paz, mega-child daddy (eh-grendel?) was bred to fail, yeah, because the beast in all of us I was rockin' Diadoras while you was eatin' porridge I was listenin' to the *Hilltop Hustlers* while you was duckin from sounds of popped mufflers you was playin' little games with your fathers I was robbin' mothaf**as for they Starters* you a novice, and I'm a old vet and I was there when the heavens and the globe met break yeah we ain't safe if the bomb exists so I side with the Vietnamese communists if you wit me mothaf**a raise your arm and fist and we can bust a f**in' cap and see if God exists I scarred your wrists, with a poisonous rusty razor if its Jedi Mind Tricks then it must be flavour and it ain't safe no more ain't safe in the mothaf**in' place no more get laced in your upper-body, face and jaw you the type of f*gget we ain't got the patience for we break the law, while we pay our respects to Allah but if it's beef then we be sprayin' your neck with a four I love to hear the sound of a corpse drop so protect your f**in' neck like a cough drop I let the four shot, from different latitudes so keep it movin' like a b**h that got an attitude