Jedi Mind Tricks - Ripped To Shreds (Feat. Celph Titled, Demoz, & Vinnie Paz) | Текст песни

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• Ripped To Shreds (Feat. Celph Titled, Demoz, & Vinnie Paz)

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]

I’m coming to your classroom strapped like Kindergarten Cop (I)End the starters (I) am the hardest artist to rock (I)
Roll over your whip and turn your strip into a horror scene
When the hammer bust we start a war we carnivores that need to eat
Ain’t running from shit bitch we ain’t scared, you ain’t gonna disrespect a vet
With a chopper that (got shell catchers) won’t be no ballistic check
I get the check, I get the dough, goddamnit I be the shit fo sho’
Celph Titled in the motherfuckin spot, motherfuckers get shot mother fuckers will hit the floor
When my above the margin thugs are barging in
Your whole parliament turn butter soft like tubs of margarine
Awesome arson with a large carbon cartridge sparking often involved in carving apart kids in they apartment/ And
You can’t see me from this angle/ True
But the torch on my arm will show you what a four alarm blaze will do
The Cuban Caucasian dude lacerations from Sabretooth
My bitches hold guns like Sarah Palin in a bathing suit

[Chorus: Demoz]

Light a candle in the snow, fuck a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian can’t kill a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish nigga your fucking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a fucking priest
Your momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand
Kill a hustler, customer, kill a white man
See the moral of the story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a fucking pharaoh

[Verse 2: Demoz]

I believe you not in the league
And obviously you blind to see you not in the league
You by ? to be ? you high on the E
I move like Mohammed Ali
Test me, you won’t want to be my
Food for thought, who would’ve thought?
That I woulda been something you woulda bought
Cause you would’ve thought I would’ve been
Too perked up to prove it again
Too perked up to lose it again
When ? got me moving my pen
And I ain’t rolling around, shot in his head and a hole in the ground
I ain’t gotta wait, my moment is now
? gotta hate I’mma flow out of town
I ain’t gotta fake like I’m holding the pound
I ain’t got eight, I got four in the round
Get shot when the hot trey Glock is cocked and it popped and it sure enough fold you clowns
Call the coroner now
I ain’t trying to stop till I’m ninety and sick
Die like Bonnie and Clyde in the whip
Flows so sick it reminds you of shit
Don’t know shit when the coppers around
I ain’t never Jay copping the pound
I ain’t ever seen jay coppin a pound
I ain’t ever seen vinnie ridin around in a Crown Victoria at the scene of a homicide
Can’t spare the look on his face like fuck you now
Fuck him, fuck her, you can hate me now
You keep on going till it break me down
I’mma keep on spitting till they take me down

[Chorus: Demoz]

Light a candle in the snow, fuck a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian can’t kill a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish nigga your fucking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a fucking priest
Your momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand
Kill a hustler, customer, kill a white man
See the moral of this story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a fucking pharaoh

[Verse 3: Vinnie Paz]

I’m hesitant to meet people, I have a tendency to eat people
My team feeds you the priest on the discreet steeple
I don’t listen to anything you perceive legal
Turn a Christian to anything you would deem evil
Left with holes is how the sub machine leave you
Small and precise, like you was poked with clean needles
I don’t drag my brother into it cause he’s peaceful
But Vinnie takes a lot of shots like Japanese people
In fact I take a lot of shots like Kobe does
I don’t smoke the rock anymore but the homie does
Stoupe the first mother fucker to show me drugs
And how to keep the motherfuckers safe in the Folgers mug
You a bitch, you don’t do what a soldier does
If I was you I’d move into the left l

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