Текст песни onetwothree (1995) - Jedi Mind Tricks
                                                "One 
                                                two 
                                                three
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                me 
                                                you, 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                ready 
                                                for 
                                                me, 
                                                lord"
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                the 
                                                infinite 
                                                connect
 
                                    
                                
                                                Respect 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                see 
                                                as 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                praise 
                                                Donald 
                                                Chief
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                understand 
                                                my 
                                                plan 
                                                is 
                                                to 
                                                prosper 
                                                till 
                                                deceased
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                let 
                                                my 
                                                bank 
                                                account 
                                                increase 
                                                until 
                                                it 
                                                over 
                                                flows
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                pathfinder 
                                                jeeps, 
                                                organized 
                                                and 
                                                blunt 
                                                patrol
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                never 
                                                indulge 
                                                in 
                                                petty 
                                                shit 
                                                that's 
                                                irrelevant
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thousand 
                                                dollar 
                                                shopping 
                                                sprees 
                                                just 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                hell 
                                                of 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drinkin' 
                                                daquiri's 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                caravans
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                finally 
                                                got 
                                                the 
                                                chance 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                my 
                                                lifestyle 
                                                advanced
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                keep 
                                                my 
                                                mind 
                                                clear 
                                                of 
                                                poisonous 
                                                stunts 
                                                and 
                                                beams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Be 
                                                deep 
                                                meditations, 
                                                now 
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                where 
                                                pagans 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                do 
                                                time, 
                                                around 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                relax 
                                                while 
                                                you 
                                                stress, 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                follow 
                                                the 
                                                rest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                the 
                                                less, 
                                                    I 
                                                finesse, 
                                                teach 
                                                moves 
                                                like 
                                                it's 
                                                my 
                                                last 
                                                speech
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                thoughts 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                future, 
                                                cause 
                                                it 
                                                don't 
                                                equal 
                                                the 
                                                past
 
                                    
                                
                                                Niggaz 
                                                steady 
                                                plotin', 
                                                your 
                                                every 
                                                move 
                                                we 
                                                be 
                                                watching
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                no 
                                                room 
                                                for 
                                                error, 
                                                once 
                                                you 
                                                slip, 
                                                your 
                                                forgotten
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                never 
                                                hasbeen, 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                world 
                                                of 
                                                frame 
                                                and 
                                                fronters
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                had 
                                                to 
                                                learn 
                                                the 
                                                hard 
                                                way, 
                                                how 
                                                disease 
                                                can 
                                                take 
                                                you 
                                                under
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mall 
                                                master 
                                                be 
                                                coming 
                                                at 
                                                you, 
                                                that 
                                                nigga 
                                                that 
                                                curse 
                                                alot
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shit, 
                                                    I 
                                                even 
                                                reverse 
                                                    a 
                                                rock, 
                                                    I 
                                                be 
                                                feedin' 
                                                ya 
                                                purse 
                                                with 
                                                glocks
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rushin' 
                                                against 
                                                your 
                                                garment, 
                                                daily 
                                                Hailey 
                                                Comet, 
                                                    a 
                                                bomber
 
                                    
                                
                                                Punk, 
                                                you 
                                                wanna 
                                                fuck 
                                                wit 
                                                funk, 
                                                have 
                                                you 
                                                breathing 
                                                out 
                                                ya 
                                                armpit
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                guns 
                                                that 
                                                weighs 
                                                the 
                                                joint, 
                                                don't 
                                                even 
                                                hand 
                                                    a 
                                                malla' 
                                                nina
 
                                    
                                
                                                Have 
                                                niggaz 
                                                tits 
                                                and 
                                                too-toos, 
                                                and 
                                                on 
                                                point 
                                                like 
                                                ballerinas
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                bring 
                                                ya 
                                                best 
                                                to 
                                                west, 
                                                found 
                                                dressed 
                                                in 
                                                some 
                                                rugged 
                                                shit
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                blind, 
                                                ridin' 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                dick, 
                                                don't 
                                                know 
                                                who 
                                                you 
                                                fuckin' 
                                                with
 
                                    
                                
                                                (From 
                                                Crooklyn 
                                                to 
                                                west 
                                                side 
                                                Phil, 
                                                we 
                                                keep 
                                                it 
                                                real)
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                squeal 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                reasons, 
                                                for 
                                                these 
                                                heavens 
                                                squeezin', 
                                                the 
                                                steel
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slow 
                                                subliminal 
                                                criminals 
                                                strangle 
                                                triggers 
                                                that's 
                                                identical
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mangle 
                                                bitches 
                                                that's 
                                                fly, 
                                                die 
                                                with 
                                                my 
                                                dick 
                                                inside 
                                                ya 
                                                genitals
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Sendin' 
                                                you 
                                                through 
                                                shit 
                                                you 
                                                never 
                                                thought 
                                                of
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                don 
                                                who 
                                                bust 
                                                the 
                                                sawed 
                                                off
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                recogize, 
                                                    I 
                                                squeeze 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                ya 
                                                life 
                                                lost)
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                raw 
                                                essence 
                                                is 
                                                forever 
                                                present
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                my 
                                                team 
                                                be 
                                                chasing 
                                                dreams 
                                                of 
                                                cream 
                                                and 
                                                digits 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                seven
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                heavens, 
                                                see 
                                                my 
                                                body 
                                                is 
                                                soul 
                                                and 
                                                ever 
                                                presence
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                verbal 
                                                tecture 
                                                will 
                                                bless 
                                                you 
                                                with 
                                                scientific 
                                                lessons
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                another 
                                                plane, 
                                                it's 
                                                hard 
                                                to 
                                                maintain
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                my 
                                                membrane, 
                                                causes 
                                                strain 
                                                within 
                                                my 
                                                inner 
                                                frame
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                pain, 
                                                from 
                                                my 
                                                people 
                                                that 
                                                be 
                                                involuntary
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                game 
                                                for 
                                                this 
                                                love, 
                                                dunn, 
                                                or 
                                                monetary
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forever 
                                                keepin' 
                                                the 
                                                spirit, 
                                                so 
                                                like 
                                                Elijah
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                verbal 
                                                fire, 
                                                will 
                                                resurrect 
                                                you 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                great 
                                                Messiah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Desire, 
                                                is 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                law 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                siren 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                Arm 
                                                Leg 
                                                Leg 
                                                Arm, 
                                                my 
                                                word 
                                                is 
                                                bond, 
                                                so 
                                                    I 
                                                move 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                stay 
                                                strong 
                                                like 
                                                Egyptian 
                                                Kings
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rockin' 
                                                diamond 
                                                rings 
                                                and 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                it 
                                                bring
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                spread 
                                                the 
                                                science, 
                                                to 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                planets, 
                                                I'm 
                                                hard 
                                                as 
                                                granite
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                need 
                                                the 
                                                knowledge 
                                                of 
                                                God, 
                                                dunn, 
                                                to 
                                                understand 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                 
                            
                                Альбом
                                
The Psycho-social, Chemical, Biological, and Electro-magnetic Manipulation of Human Consiousness                                
                                
                                    
                         дата релиза
 20-05-2003
                            1 Intro
2 The Winds of War
3 Chinese Water Torture
4 The Three Immortals
5 Neva Antiquated (Dark Jedi Remix)
6 As It Was In The Beginning...
7 Books of Blood: The Coming of Tan
8 Incanatrix
9 The Immaculate Conception
10 I Who Have Nothing
11 Communion: the Crop Circle Thesis (1996)
12 onetwothree (1995)
13 Souls from the Streets (1994)
14 Last Straw (Onesoul Remix) (1994)
15 Tug of War (1993)
16 Get This Low (1993)
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