Текст песни Hell's Henchman - Jedi Mind Tricks
Yeah
One,
two,
pack
pistol
Pazienza
Yo,
Stoupe,
yeah
yeah
this
shit′s
crazy
Yeah
He
ain't
gonna
act
right
He
ain′t
got
a
one
two
Murder,
murder
gunplay
All
these
killers
hunt
you
No
honor
amongst
thieves
'round
here
Sniff
OC's
and
dope
d′s
′round
here
It's
no
honor
amongst
thieves
You
should′ve
knew
he
was
foul
Ain't
no
beating
me
you
dummies
should′ve
threw
in
the
towel
And
if
I
owe
you,
Vinnie
threw
in
the
vow
And
these
pistols
gonna
blow
like
we
do
in
the
trap
Listen,
I
saw
son
name
scribbled
on
the
document
Disembodied
Nephilim
aboriginal
occupant
The
witchcraft
watches
an
indivisible
monument
Nebuchadnezzar,
the
prophetic
vision
of
Solomon
A
real
thin
line
between
the
Wesson
and
the
sword
Pistol
gang
Pazzy
have
you
questioning
the
lord
You
backwards
motherfuckers
wrestling
with
fraud
Recording
in
the
bedroom
the
best
you
can
afford
There's
sneaker
boxes
but
there
ain′t
no
shoes
up
in
the
box
The
rap
Paul
Bunyan,
Vinnie
moving
with
an
ox
Pistolero
Pazzy
gonna
be
shooting
at
an
ock
The
50
cal
Barret
lift
a
loser
out
his
socks
He
ain't
gonna
act
right
He
ain't
got
a
one
two
Murder,
murder
gunplay
All
these
killers
hunt
you
No
honor
amongst
thieves
′round
here
Sniff
oc′s
and
dope
d's
′round
here
He
ain't
gonna
act
right
He
ain′t
got
a
one
two
Murder,
murder
gunplay
All
these
killers
hunt
you
We
cut
coke
and
sell
jums
round
here
We
push
dope
and
tote
guns
round
here
I
ain't
fucking
with
you
money
I′m
just
grinding
through
the
gristle
I
kept
my
eyes
peeled
because
I'm
riding
with
a
whistle
Fiocchi
hollow
points,
they
just
colliding
with
the
tissue
The
makti
and
Gaadafi
were
providing
me
with
missiles
This
dirty
motherfucker
always
cooking
me
the
pies
The
same
motherfucker
couldn't
look
me
in
the
eyes
I
know
the
fucking
D′s
gonna
book
me
if
he
dies
His
head
got
popped
boy,
you
shouldn′t
be
surprised
You
got
shooters?
I
got
shooters,
we
can
do
the
thing
Once
they
see
the
guns
they
gonna
be
talking
like
they
Pootie
Tang
Bullets
coming
back
at
motherfuckers
like
a
boomerang
They
knock
me
on
some
stupid
shit
and
have
me
doing
two
in
chains
Did
a
lot
of
talking
when
the
powder
on
his
man
There's
burn
marks
and
gunpowder
on
my
hand
What
type
of
shit
is
that?
That′s
the
move
a
sucker
make
You
don't
wanna
scrap
I′ll
take
you
out
like
it's
a
fuckin′
date
He
ain't
gonna
act
right
He
ain't
got
a
one
two
Murder,
murder
gunplay
All
these
killers
hunt
you
No
honor
amongst
thieves
′round
here
Sniff
oc′s
and
dope
d's
′round
here
He
ain't
gonna
act
right
He
ain′t
got
a
one
two
Murder,
murder
gunplay
All
these
killers
hunt
you
We
cut
coke
and
sell
jums
round
here
We
push
dope
and
tote
guns
round
here
Yeah,
pack
pistol
Pazzy
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2 San La Muerte
3 Rashindun Caliphate
4 Freshco & Miz
5 When the Body Goes Cold
6 What She Left Behind
7 Death Toll Rising
8 Shed the Skin to Receive the World (Interlude)
9 Certified Dope
10 Hell's Henchman
11 God Forsaken
12 Legacy of the Prophet
13 Void Ritual (Interlude)
14 You Have One Devil but Five Angels
15 The Letter Concerning the Intellect
16 Making a Killing
17 What Falls Is Fallen (Interlude)
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