Serenity in Murder - Jedi Mind Tricks

«Everything is real I see»

«A lot of rappers out here actin' with no movie roles»

«It's not a fluke, it’s been tried, I’m the truth»

«We been adored for keepin' it raw»

«Everything is real I see»

«A lot of rappers out here actin' with no movie roles»

«It's not a fluke, it’s been tried, I’m the truth»

«We been adored for keepin' it raw»

Yeah, yeah, I’m a terrorist threat, burn in Hell where the devil is kept

How can we be powerful with incredible debt?

Dump the clip, hittin' you from your head to your neck

I creep with the silencer, leave you dead where you slept

I’m as vicious with the right or the left

And I stand behind my people if it’s life or it’s death

A knife in the chest, that’s the way that we do

But if I was you, I’d be concerned about the avian flu

I pray that you do, but you ain’t listen before

You ain’t listen when I told you 'bout my visions of war

My system is pure, trap you like a prisoner’s war

Anyone who ever met me say my liver is poor

Whoever met me say they dig my rapport

Say that he the only one who ain’t a dick on the tour

Kick in the door, with my vodka, believe that

And hand Warchild all the blunts and the weed sack

Fuckin' worm, yeah

Yeah, you like Napoleon Bonaparte

I throw a dart and blow your bones apart

The lonely part’s when you fallin' like you Owen Hart

My fuckin' soul is dark, I wouldn’t wish it on you

I wouldn’t wish any of my mental conditions on you

I just wish that y’all would leave me for dead

Wish that I would go away and fall asleep in my bed

I’m lethal instead, but I supposedly thrived

Anyone or anything that got too close to me died

Supposed to be live, fuck it, I’m supposed to be king

'Pose to murder everything like an associate of Ming

Listen, I ain’t takin' your word, man

Just give me all the «Cash Money» like Birdman

Yeah, another holy verse, never listen to what’s told in church

My soul immersed in a statue that’s as old as earth

I’m fuckin' Odin’s curse, the living eight man

Calculate Infinity with Dillinger Escape Plan

I would walk on the Arabian with grey sand

And heal the sickness of the people where I laid hands

I was there when they created the Christ

When the Romans in Judea took the Pagan’s advice

I hate what I’m like, hate that I’m afraid of the light

Hate that everyone who love me always hate what I like

Hate that everywhere I go, I get engaged in a fight

Hate that everything I say is just evasive and trife

Enraged with a knife, I don’t care who I slice

I could walk into the woods and kill a bear with my mic

I’m here with my mic, fear me and be careful at night

Cause Vinnie vicious like a motherfucking werewolf at night

I’m a beast, baby!

Yeah