| I’m disgusted and dissatisfied, I don’t need to fucking advertise
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| I’m a thief, I don’t read the fucking classifieds
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| I like beef, I don’t chitchat and fraternize
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| With police, pastors, or rabbis
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| I’m one of the bad guys, I never apologise
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| I don’t just walk around with rocks and pocketknives
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| When it comes to homicide I’m not occupied
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| Murder’s like oxygen to carbon dioxide
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| I don’t know a lot about science and chemistry
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| My enemies take a lot of time and energy
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| When I’m not shooting I get iron deficiency
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| And I don’t wanna have the guys look at me differently
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| I would rather have a gun than an epiphany
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| Can’t really rely on tricks and wizardry
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| When I get irrational, that’ll be practical
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| Niggas don’t believe shit it’s serendipity
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| Southpaw verbal jabs to the mouth y’all
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| Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
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| Southpaw verbal jabs to the mouth y’all
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| Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
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| Southpaw verbal jabs to the mouth y’all
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| Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
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| Southpaw verbal jabs to the mouth y’all
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| Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
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| Y’all in the presence of divine science
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| We don’t subscribe to y’all theory of non-violence
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| I rule with an iron fist, I define tyrants
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| I went down the wrong path, that’s despite guidance
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| Yeah and y’all are soon to bleed
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| And I’m from the house of wisdom Haroon Rashid
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| A goon indeed, ras-clat, Junior Reid
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| Y’all overstayed y’all welcome, y’all refused to leave
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| Refuse to see that the universe is deathless
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| I define rhyme with divine mind efforts
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| It’s grind time, I design rhyme methods
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| It’s high time y’all enshrine my records
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| And I don’t know why y’all would fuck with the team
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| That’s like standing on the block with no junk for the fiends
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| Pazienza is in love with the deen
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| I would jump in front of bullets, shed fucking blood for my team
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| Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
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| Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
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| Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
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| Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
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| I know what violence begets, timeless regrets
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| Silently sweat bullets when you ride for respect
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| Rivalry met with the vibe you’d expect
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| Four-pounder makes you flounder only live on the net
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| You know the Internet thuggery, Internet fuck with me
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| Long enough to see my company sucker-free luckily
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| Paz heard me then scooped me, spaz early
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| Clash smash
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| The last rapper to move me Ras Kass what he doing
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| Rap after the blood bath having a movie
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| Gats strapped to my blue jeans,
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| Backpackers with Uzis, Black Sabbath and Kool G
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| Point made like I’m sharper than the shit
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| Stab wound where you think you sharper than you is
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| Charlotte’s Web with the kids, only time we talk to pigs
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| I ain’t talking courage when I say you getting jigged
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| Cause you wants no part of that
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| Cause you wants no part of that
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| Cause you wants no part of that
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| Cause you wants no part of that |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Imperial Tyranny, artist - Jedi Mind Tricks. Album song Violence Begets Violence, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп