When the Body Goes Cold - Jedi Mind Tricks

I was born with the devil whispering in my ear

I’m done trying to fight it

It’s almost as if the darkness has showed me the light

You are a god

One two, yeah, pack pistol Pazienza

Yo Stoupe, what up hermano

Jedi Mind all day

Listen, check me out, yeah

It’s proof positive he never thought before the loss

This stupid motherfucker put the cart before the horse

I navigate hurdles like a jockey on a horse

This stick shift way too sloppy on the Porsche

Palm sized highs are the double a two shooter

Pernell Whitaker when he movin' with Lou Duva

The gold dots don’t go in you, they move through you

I beat a motherfucker like Bruiser abuse Luger

Sometimes we take it in blood it gotta be rid

Oh, this pussy want war, man he gotta be shit

I’m an animal that mean that I’m a monkey on the beat

I don’t like you doggy I don’t like the company you keep

He ain’t take the L well he about to concede

He like Stottlemeyer pa, far out of his league

Listen, Henry the 8th I’m taking his head

I’m like Yeshua with Lazarus, I’m waking the dead

Have his body folded over like he making the bed

Him no god fearer he gonna worship Satan instead

See my chopper lonely and she need a oppa to kiss

I need bodies and your name is at the top of the list, stupid

Dope, crack, guns I ain’t hungry till we all get some

Ain’t nothing funny when the chopper gets drawn

So we rise up, yeah we rise up, so we rise up

OD, pills, I ain’t hungry till your whole crew killed

Motherfucker, how these dumb dumb feels when we rise up

Yeah we rise up, so we rise up

Oh, you nicer than me money?

That’s a bald faced lie

How you worship Scarface knowing Scarface died?

You know the semi auto spittin when the car race by

The Bugatti Veyron is Beyonce fly

This is crack in a pipe and I cooked it in the pyrex

O.G.

taught a young boy to make a dime stretch

Junkies everywhere sniffing goma like it’s Sinex

Anybody who doesn’t know the time should check their timex

I met Sean Price and rocked steady where the god rests (RIP Sean Price)

Blood Runs Cold was recorded in the projects

The first record was too difficult to digest

Heavy on delirium and paranoia complex

Old motherfuckers still live in the past

And these young boys trash so I’m whipping their ass

Listen, my shooters push weight like a barbell

Never stepped on and it’s cheaper than a yard sale

Dope, crack, guns I ain’t hungry till we all get some

Ain’t nothing funny when the chopper gets drawn

So we rise up, yeah we rise up, so we rise up

OD, pills, I ain’t hungry till your whole crew killed

Motherfucker, how these dumb dumb feels when we rise up

Yeah we rise up, so we rise up

Yeah

Jedi Mind, steadily shine

Pack pistol Pazienza