Jedi Mind Tricks - The Age Of Sacred Terror Lyrics

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Yeah, yeah baby yeah, Jedi mind tricks, legacy of blood 
Nothing but dirt out here, fucking Philly baby, yeah 
It aint a game baby, its fucking war out here 

Ill make you bleed with knives, I was born with all seeing eyes 
I can snatch a rappers heart before he even dies 
The cave man still believe in lies 
you don’t want no blood or no beef like you were speaking lies 
You like to sleep with guys, you a gay maggot 
Listening to fucking B2K faggot, go to raves faggot 
Put a hole in your heart, destroy everything you know and you thought 
Destroy everything in Babylon, you fucking fake rap 
I hate rap babble on, you fucking fags are gone 
I’m a hate monger, that’s the reason that your talking to the jake longer 
But the snakes on ya, let you die there 
and who gave you the fucking impression that I care 
I can thrive here, but I choose to die 
On a fucking steady diet of booze and lies 

(chorus) 

Yea, it’s the age of the sacred terror, 
A communist revolutionary Che Guevera, take your cheddar, 
Take everything that you care for 
Murder everybody, that’s what they was there for. 
And there for you getting wet from the heat 
Taking the food from your plate, aint letting you eat 
Aint letting you do nothing that I don’t want you to 
You a crumb and that’s why I like to fuck with you 
I don’t care about anybody except me, until my main man mafia is set free 
Your waiting for the revolution to start 
but you aint on the front lines taking 2 in the heart, ellusively smart 
that’s why I hide from the feds., Jason Vorhies style, 5`7 heads 
5 corpses, 5 state troopers dead 
liquor shots to there face till the Rugers red 

(chorus) 

If you serve god for money you serve the devil 
Claim to be in the war, never heard the metal 
Yea, never even been in combat 
never even felt the supreme love from a warm gat 
Im on another plane, you can stand in front of your fam. 
But im shooting right through your mothers frame 
I got knuckle game, but I don’t use that, fuck a fair one where the 2 2’s at 
Where the nitrous oxide and balloons at 
where my mother fucking knuckle hairy goons at 
This for everybody holding hammers 
if your coming to our show then you going bananas, and holding banners 
In Support of Mumia-Jamal 
running up on you pigs with the heaters and all 
Im deceiving the law, that’s what im here for 
The reason why im drinking all the fucking beer for 

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lyrics submitted by frank
lyrics corrected by Annihil8or on 01-12-2006