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