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letra de the age of sacred terror (clean) - jedi mind tricks

jedi mind tricks, legacy of blood
nothing but dirt out here
philly, baby, this ain’t a game baby
it’s a war out here

[verse 1]
i’ll make you bleed with knives, i was born with all seeing eyes
i can sn-tch a rapper heart before he even dies
the caveman still believe in lies
you don’t want no blood or no beef like you was vegan reich
put you in a grave and put a hole in your heart
destroy everything you know and you thought
destroy everything in babylon, you making fake rap
i hate that because you babble on
all you kids are p-wns, i’m a hate monger
that’s the reason why you’re talking to the jake longer
but the snakes on you, let you die there
who gave you the impression that i care?
i could thrive here, but i choose to die
a steady diet of booze, liqueur and lies

[verse 2]
it’s the age of the sacred terror
a communist revolutionary che guevara
take your cheddar and everything that you care for
murder everybody, that’s what they was there for
and there for you getting wet from the heat
take the food from your plate, i ain’t letting you eat
ain’t letting you do nothing that i don’t want you to
you a crumb and that’s why i like to torture you
i don’t care about anybody except me
until my made-man mafia is set free
you’re waiting for the revolution to start
but you ain’t on the front lines taking two in the heart
elusive and smart, that’s why i hide from the feds
jason voorhees style, five severed heads
five corpses, five state troopers dead
l!cking shots at they face till the ruger’s red

[verse 3]
if you serve god for money, you serve the devil
claim to be in the war but never heard the metal
you never even been in combat
never even felt the sweet love of a warm gat
i’m in another place, you can stand in front of your fam
but i’m shooting right through your mother’s face
i got knuckle game, but i don’t use that
this ain’t a fair one, where the deuce-deuce at?
where the nitrous oxide and balloons at?
where my reefer-smoking uncle howie goons at?
this for everybody holding hammers
if your coming to our show then you go bananas
you’re holding banners in support of mumia-jamal
running up on you kids with the heaters and all
i’m deceiving the law, that’s what i’m here for
the reason why i’m drinking all goose and beer for

- jedi mind tricks

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