[ilingku:027] [ver:v1.0] [ti:Seven] [ar:Jedi Mind Tricks] [al:Army Of The Pharaohs: Ritual Of Battle] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.000]Seven - Jedi Mind Tricks [00:18.632]Yeah Yo uh [00:21.572]A lotta rappers try approaching the omen [00:23.508]My palms are punishin' people while I'm up at the podium [00:25.944]Pharaohs folding 'em like washed clothes again [00:28.131]I'm a vulture when the flow go choke your kid [00:30.382]Broke I leave most of them slow I keep my motionin' [00:32.817]Eye on the prize [00:33.755]I silence the wise with lyrics make a scientist cry [00:36.256]Making a secret society expose they purpose [00:39.323]Making 'em unleash info and exploding my surface [00:41.447]I'm taking my time to birth this rap entity earthless [00:44.067]It's show time there's no time we ready when the curtain split [00:47.255]I'm hurting sh*t too powerful for painkillers [00:49.069]On the concrete jungle we walk like trained guerrillas [00:52.443]Untamed and my niggas is Kane [00:54.629]Kool G Rakim combine into one frame [00:57.819]We like the new mecca of immaculate rappers [01:00.195]Vinnie Paz call the ghouls now we back with the clappers [01:02.809]Yo [01:03.061]The man silent kill him with what I mentally says [01:05.309]Bloody Fez choke you like an Indian res [01:08.058]Kamach animal Turk sick with a cannibal smirk [01:11.185]Welcome this where the murderers lurk [01:13.185]It's my mind to make sure that the Sun can work [01:15.681]Scorch bodies leave all of your gunmen hurt [01:18.117]Pharaoh sultans create a serious cult jam [01:21.252]And my hand is where the tears of the pope ran [01:24.262]They stay watching like they keep me on a scope cam [01:26.764]I'm in heaven with the angels and smoke grams [01:29.390]You need God that's why the earth so damned [01:31.952]International trying to get my flow banned [01:34.820]That's cool if I don't kick these prayers [01:36.819]A lot of floods and famine's gonna hit these years [01:39.449]Kamachi back on the chapel stairs [01:41.698]Open the clouds let the thunder clap your ears (Chyea ) [01:45.201]If you wanna put your money up then muthaf**ka then put it [01:47.696]For your families sanity man I wish that you wouldn't [01:49.456]Niggas got nice flows just don't know where to put it [01:52.136]And I know your whole life your raps are edited footage [01:54.340]Hey y'all mixtape niggas couldn't see my plateaus [01:57.338]All up in my presence why y'all actin bashful [01:59.900]King Syze cats and any clique they rap for [02:02.712]Y'all little light niggas couldn't feed my shadows [02:05.275]From city to city intersection to session [02:07.379]What you reflexin with or without a weapon [02:09.923]I'm always steppin Never scared [02:11.487]But always and forever prepared [02:12.922]Yeah the ones who drink gas man is revvin' they gears [02:15.751]You now rocking with the foulest clique in the continent [02:17.691]Total dominance rise to prominence [02:18.938]In my prime like Optimus [02:20.375]Stand in astonishment [02:21.252]Act as conglomerate an axis of evil [02:24.874]I know where Osama is he down in Camp David [02:27.942]Down and dirty like a damp basement [02:29.942]The champ must demand greatness [02:31.564]From himself or be another contender [02:33.436]There's 100's of niggas [02:35.000]Dead left under the river [02:36.350]From the days of slaves [02:37.732]To Hurricanes in Orleans [02:38.416]See my peoples graves floatin amongst [02:40.536]The waves there's hell to pay but [02:42.864]The devil don't take checks [02:44.486]I try to send a message to God [02:46.236]His phone don't take text [02:47.610]I need a new plan a crook with knowledge [02:49.620]Times is hard homie why I took them dollars [02:52.112]Man my momma got a mortgage [02:53.800]And my little baby sista' need books for college [02:56.300]I rob all y'all [02:57.552]Hey yo [02:57.924]They want the hood in here so they called me first [03:00.179]I get em rappers Gatorade cuz they ball with thirst UH [03:02.816]This is more then music [03:04.563]But these niggas is mad trash [03:06.390]That's why the stores refuse em yo [03:08.333]I'm out in Georgia goin straight to the block [03:10.707]I'm seein cats motorcyclin dawg I'm doin the wop [03:12.832]I'm an OG I call my Italian niggas a wop [03:15.207]Though they papers aint right but they got weight on the block [03:18.019]I love em uh [03:19.332]Hand to hand till your hands ache [03:21.082]I drunk so much syrup dawg I stop eatin pancakes [03:23.267]Ya niggas cool dawg mines absurd hot [03:26.141]Stop frontin like you's a killa money your nerves shot [03:28.643]Yo you's a paxel Ni**a Dumpin Zoloft in coffee [03:31.583]AOTP will exhaust b [03:34.582]Can't keep it gear cuz I'm blinging with F's [03:37.033]But I got my mind right so swing your sh*t to the left [03:39.353]Ni**a If I had 24 hours to live [03:40.855]F**k 24 hours gimme 24 seconds [03:42.535]Vin I'm drivin off a bridge [03:44.409]Broken rib no windshield covered in kerosene [03:46.785]Gasoline tank filled to the top [03:48.475]Magazines of these phony rappers ripped in pieces [03:51.222]No preachers strong enough to take me outta my zone [03:54.218]I broke jesus choke niggas who squeal [03:56.200]Rob niggas who steal kill niggas who kill [03:58.640]I'm too sick for a pill [04:00.013]Man these niggas aint real they real fake [04:02.324]They say they a man but they f**kin' with real snakes [04:04.700]That's when you put em in a trunk with they grill taped [04:07.573]Whip in reverse and run into a steel gate [04:09.576]I'm a suicide driver never been a liar [04:12.516]If I don't kill you later I'ma kill you"Manana" [04:14.572]Y'all don't want know problems [04:16.513]Y'all don't want no drama [04:17.572]Ni**a I'ma take a trip with your baby momma Suicide Driver [04:20.140]Ya betta cross your T's [04:21.576]Cuz we'll dot your I's [04:23.136]You can say that you specialize but Pharaohs will optimize [04:25.339]Backstage will get a b**ch backsmacked there [04:28.654]The macplayer like dirty south pimpslapped clap snares (YEAAH) [04:31.399]Holy Paragraphs (What kind of sh*t is that ) [04:34.419]I'm Jesus in the flesh so this is muthaf**kin Christian rap [04:37.106]Y'all just Christmas wrap must be the secret Santa [04:39.227]My reindeer aim near pierce you with the antlers [04:42.355]I made em go easy and called off the wolves on my AOTP radio CB [04:47.116]Cuz y'all ain't worthy of grenades and RPG's [04:49.740]Slit throat hope you float with sardines and seaweed [04:52.488]Cuz this is C-E L-P-H [04:54.990]Demonic symphony listen to the hell we make [04:56.992]And a year before your kids 10th birthday came [04:59.200]You didn't have to wait for candles on the cake to see the nine flame [05:02.697]Respect a G my clique clap at you incessantly [05:04.945]I lay back and drink alcohol excessively [05:08.194]There ain't a rapper that's alive today that's testing me [05:10.884]I got degrees in being ignorant and weaponry [05:13.320]A 40 oz and a dutch master is the recipe [05:16.319]That's my sh*t there that'll be the death of me [05:18.883]Give me a death mask better yet a effigy [05:21.131]I understand the math of death and it's complexity [05:23.887]I understand how you was violently merc'd [05:26.318]I understand how you was raised under the lies of the church (ha-ha-ha-ha) [05:28.629]But understand and recognize that I'm cursed [05:31.317]With the ability to end your f**king lives with a verse [05:34.259]Yeah [05:35.695]Brraat brraaat [05:36.567]Paz-man AOTP I'll Bill on the beat [05:45.377]Billy Crystal what up baby La Coka [05:49.693]AOTP ha ha ha
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Seven - Jedi Mind Tricks Yeah Yo uh A lotta rappers try approaching the omen My palms are punishin' people while I'm up at the podium Pharaohs folding 'em like washed clothes again I'm a vulture when the flow go choke your kid Broke I leave most of them slow I keep my motionin' Eye on the prize I silence the wise with lyrics make a scientist cry Making a secret society expose they purpose Making 'em unleash info and exploding my surface I'm taking my time to birth this rap entity earthless It's show time there's no time we ready when the curtain split I'm hurting sh*t too powerful for painkillers On the concrete jungle we walk like trained guerrillas Untamed and my niggas is Kane Kool G Rakim combine into one frame We like the new mecca of immaculate rappers Vinnie Paz call the ghouls now we back with the clappers Yo The man silent kill him with what I mentally says Bloody Fez choke you like an Indian res Kamach animal Turk sick with a cannibal smirk Welcome this where the murderers lurk It's my mind to make sure that the Sun can work Scorch bodies leave all of your gunmen hurt Pharaoh sultans create a serious cult jam And my hand is where the tears of the pope ran They stay watching like they keep me on a scope cam I'm in heaven with the angels and smoke grams You need God that's why the earth so damned International trying to get my flow banned That's cool if I don't kick these prayers A lot of floods and famine's gonna hit these years Kamachi back on the chapel stairs Open the clouds let the thunder clap your ears (Chyea ) If you wanna put your money up then muthaf**ka then put it For your families sanity man I wish that you wouldn't Niggas got nice flows just don't know where to put it And I know your whole life your raps are edited footage Hey y'all mixtape niggas couldn't see my plateaus All up in my presence why y'all actin bashful King Syze cats and any clique they rap for Y'all little light niggas couldn't feed my shadows From city to city intersection to session What you reflexin with or without a weapon I'm always steppin Never scared But always and forever prepared Yeah the ones who drink gas man is revvin' they gears You now rocking with the foulest clique in the continent Total dominance rise to prominence In my prime like Optimus Stand in astonishment Act as conglomerate an axis of evil I know where Osama is he down in Camp David Down and dirty like a damp basement The champ must demand greatness From himself or be another contender There's 100's of niggas Dead left under the river From the days of slaves To Hurricanes in Orleans See my peoples graves floatin amongst The waves there's hell to pay but The devil don't take checks I try to send a message to God His phone don't take text I need a new plan a crook with knowledge Times is hard homie why I took them dollars Man my momma got a mortgage And my little baby sista' need books for college I rob all y'all Hey yo They want the hood in here so they called me first I get em rappers Gatorade cuz they ball with thirst UH This is more then music But these niggas is mad trash That's why the stores refuse em yo I'm out in Georgia goin straight to the block I'm seein cats motorcyclin dawg I'm doin the wop I'm an OG I call my Italian niggas a wop Though they papers aint right but they got weight on the block I love em uh Hand to hand till your hands ache I drunk so much syrup dawg I stop eatin pancakes Ya niggas cool dawg mines absurd hot Stop frontin like you's a killa money your nerves shot Yo you's a paxel Ni**a Dumpin Zoloft in coffee AOTP will exhaust b Can't keep it gear cuz I'm blinging with F's But I got my mind right so swing your sh*t to the left Ni**a If I had 24 hours to live F**k 24 hours gimme 24 seconds Vin I'm drivin off a bridge Broken rib no windshield covered in kerosene Gasoline tank filled to the top Magazines of these phony rappers ripped in pieces No preachers strong enough to take me outta my zone I broke jesus choke niggas who squeal Rob niggas who steal kill niggas who kill I'm too sick for a pill Man these niggas aint real they real fake They say they a man but they f**kin' with real snakes That's when you put em in a trunk with they grill taped Whip in reverse and run into a steel gate I'm a suicide driver never been a liar If I don't kill you later I'ma kill you"Manana" Y'all don't want know problems Y'all don't want no drama Ni**a I'ma take a trip with your baby momma Suicide Driver Ya betta cross your T's Cuz we'll dot your I's You can say that you specialize but Pharaohs will optimize Backstage will get a b**ch backsmacked there The macplayer like dirty south pimpslapped clap snares (YEAAH) Holy Paragraphs (What kind of sh*t is that ) I'm Jesus in the flesh so this is muthaf**kin Christian rap Y'all just Christmas wrap must be the secret Santa My reindeer aim near pierce you with the antlers I made em go easy and called off the wolves on my AOTP radio CB Cuz y'all ain't worthy of grenades and RPG's Slit throat hope you float with sardines and seaweed Cuz this is C-E L-P-H Demonic symphony listen to the hell we make And a year before your kids 10th birthday came You didn't have to wait for candles on the cake to see the nine flame Respect a G my clique clap at you incessantly I lay back and drink alcohol excessively There ain't a rapper that's alive today that's testing me I got degrees in being ignorant and weaponry A 40 oz and a dutch master is the recipe That's my sh*t there that'll be the death of me Give me a death mask better yet a effigy I understand the math of death and it's complexity I understand how you was violently merc'd I understand how you was raised under the lies of the church (ha-ha-ha-ha) But understand and recognize that I'm cursed With the ability to end your f**king lives with a verse Yeah Brraat brraaat Paz-man AOTP I'll Bill on the beat Billy Crystal what up baby La Coka AOTP ha ha ha