Lyrics Contra - Jedi Mind Tricks feat. Killa Sha
[Killasha]
The
invincible
huh?
Yeah
ya'll
be
seein
it
It
is
what
it
is
indeed
Stoupie
Ya'll
be
knowin
huh?
Let
'em
know
[Ikon
the
Hologram
aka
Vinnie
Paz]
Hold
the
device
tight,
when
it's
time
for
a
mic
fight
You're
a
pagan
tryin
to
battle
someone
who's
Christ-like
The
precise
knight
that
smash
you
with
a
white
pipe
Left
you
bleeding
into
the
ocean
under
the
night's
light
Oh
you
hype
right?
Well
meet
the
soul
benders
Cop
that
or
get
shot
at
like
goaltenders
You
roll
benches
till
playin
fear
was
fair
game
Ya'll
got
fucked
up
like
sex
on
an
airplane
That's
why
we
can't
change,
we
just
ill
We
blow
trees,
sip
Ole
E's
and
spit
real
The
clip's
filled
with
the
wraith
that
Cain
saw
Then
I
slash
with
a
leather
mask
and
chainsaw
That's
why
the
brain's
raw,
that's
why
your
veins
pour
That's
why
you
copped
my
shit
nine
times
at
the
same
store
That's
why
you
Entered
the
Dragon
and
got
slashed
And
that's
why
the
Hologram
counting
up
cash.
What!?
Hook
2x
*Scratches*
"Lookin
for
rappers
who
wanna
battle"
"Don't
seem
to
understand
that
I'm
just
that
bad"
"The
underground
rapper
who's
wreckin"
"Whatever
ya
want
yo,
whatever
ya
like"
[Killasha]
Holocaust,
rap
javelin
toss
Killasha's
the
boss
I
take
what's
yours,
pour
poison
in
your
pores
I'm
down
for
the
cause
my
nigga,
not
"because"
My
soul
wasn't
made
to
be
lost,
stop
for
the
pause
I
play
48
minutes
hard
without
the
calls
Slicin
elbows
through
ya
jaw,
need
I
say
more?
Facinating
with
44s
and
foul
whores
Large
gram
cookups,
and
the
ill
drug
scores
My
captivating
verses,
that'll
open
all
doors
I
soar
like
a
condor
ready
for
war,
fuck
the
law!
*Sample*
(Distorted)..."raindrops
on
the
ground"
Hook
1x
[Jus
Allah]
Ominous
leave
your
brain
matter
painted
on
ya
Stainmaster
Game
of
Death
motherfucker
we
draft
ya,
semi-autograph
ya
Keepin
L's
lit,
sendin
pellets
through
helmets
Shells
hit,
you
and
the
fag
you
share
a
cell
with
Takin
niggas
out
thier
element
rhyme
fighters
Divine
writers,
time
travellers,
Sliders
Pale
niggas
act
jail
lifers
Who
tell
the
active
nail
biters
with
the
12s
in
thier
diapers
Shoes
never
walk
nor
land,
explore
land
I
expose
my
scrolls
and
code
it
in
Fortran
Bullets
graze
ya
wig
kid,
brushes
with
death
I
let
the
iron
clutch
grip
the
bones
in
ya
flesh
Playin
on
ya
wrist
like
strings
on
a
violin
Dyin
in
a
blood
pool
wrestlin
Leviathan
Fuckin
wit
Gods,
Jedi
Mind
Tricks
Ya'll
suckas
like
niggas
born
without
dicks
*Scratches
till
end*
1 Speech Cobras
2 The Deer Hunter
3 Trinity
4 Gengis Khan
5 Intro
6 Retaliation
7 Contra
8 Speech Cobras
9 Breath of God Interlude
10 Death March
11 Words from Mr. Len Part One
12 I Against I
13 The Prophecy Interlude
14 Heavenly Divine
15 Sacrafice
16 Permanant Midnight Interlude
17 The Deer Hunter
18 Blood Reign
19 Words from Mr. Len Part Two
20 The Executioners Dream
21 Muerte
22 Heavenly Divine Remix
23 Army of the Pharaohs: War Ensemble
24 Untitled
25 Retaliation Remix
26 Blood Runs Cold
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