Jedi Mind Tricks Godflesh remake

Lyrics:
Verse 1:
seeing the things I have man I hardly blink
sitting in the lab, scribble on the pad thoughts dark as ink
no matter how hard I think;
I can't restore my former glory; probably told some stories
that scarred my shrink;
Oratory mayhem when I step to the podium,
Slay men in brazen acts of rage;
staying for the ladies fuck the accolades/
clack and spray rarely aim the barrel
regardless leave ballers with stained apparel
mummy box can't tame the pharaoh
aim the arrow and you dummy's remain in peril
reanimate like the day of the dead;
there's no escape once you've taken the pledge;
trust me, I'm done making my bed;
so I lay down, you stray clowns
faking for bread/without a trey pound
you facing the end

Verse 2:
the efficiency of machine will outweigh your regime,
so fuck resistance I'm now complicit with the scene
deficient by standards set by the pristine, if your wrist gleams
that indicates success, malevolent energy obliterates your dreams;
now I'm stuck in between fucked up and clean,
sane and postal, it's vain to oppose; this type of stress
will make you put the cane to your nose
Fight to the death and leave your brains on the road;
at least then your hidden potential is exposed,
don't need credentials, to make instrumentals bleed
don't need to lie like presidential candidates
to make menstruating middle age ladies stand awake;
if life is a highway I'll ride till the handles break,
and stare death in the face; I can handle fate

Verse 3:
rest on the throne that I ain't even earned yet
bang my shit on cd's you haven't burned yet
mad cause I broke the illusion of time,
the mysteries of the universe concluded in rhymes/
history's a congruent force, alluded in signs,
but if you're blind to the symbolism/
can't ride with this mind defined by intuition;
forever shine, but you may never find the missing wisdom/
this aint mysticism, this is critical analysis,
lyrical to leave you in physical paralysis/
digital denial, the state of shock;
it ain't hate, to escape I had to break the box
create the plot, then adapt the script
serious, laugh and get slapped to shit
delirious rappers having massive fits
pull a gat, before they clap they're slashed to bits

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Music

Tags:

• Jedi
• Mind
• Tricks
• Freestyle
• Remake
• Hip
• hop
• rap
• underground
• real
• hot
• guy