lirik lagu jedi mind tricks - what's really good
jedi mind tricks
miscellaneous
what’s really good
[rocky raez]
yea, ok, yo, listen, check it, yo
heyo these streets hate me, but they made me a animal
we little ghetto boys that was raised on the avenue
we drug dealers, stick-up kids, and what have you
in rap battles with the audience that clap at you
my block crazy, i never seen a cab p-ss through
on bright sunny days you can see my black shadow
gats with barrels sucked under the apparel
and that’s natural in a city with cracked statutes
please believe it, gun shots some keep secrets
you keep sleepin’, get caught in ya jeep preachin
always listen to an old man when he speakin’
to learn how to keep at least a grand on the weekend
learn how to -n-lyze a man when he creepin’
learn not to never burn a bridge when you leakin’
that’s street knowledge, write it down and speak about it
drug dealers use this rap the street outlets
i leave doubters in the back and move outwards
watch for them n-gg-z with timbs and loose outfits
guns don’t kill people, the bullets’ll kill people
and bullets leave holes in people you just see through
it’s all mathematics it’s what the streets equal
these streets evil, city n-gg-z with desert eagles
they won’t hesitate to drive-by in tinted regals
and that’s how it is in my life, that’s how it is
(yea, it’s rocky raez y’all, the ghostwriters)
[chorus]x2
heyo, what’s really good? (we over)
‘cuz i got it on lock (in my hood)
we hustle what we could (in yo’ block)
you n-gg-z ain’t stop (in my block)
[vinnie paz talking during chorus]
i got the sound right reasoning of malachi york
only speak to me if i allow you to talk
cuz y’all ain’t never learn that you crawl before walk
my four-pound laying you down like black hawk
the gat’s spark, intelligent born vicious
military thug who follow allah wishes
that’s why i don’t eat pork and cause sickness
and that’s why cl-ttoral cats is like b-tches
and y’all be more hard pressed to stop me
and fiends dumpin’ out on the block, it’s rock free
so f–k peace, cousin bring me to war
so i can have blood on my hands with c-4
i need more, need weed and need cash
or i’ma shoot three at ya team like steve nash
you bleed fast, ‘cuz that’s jus how it go down
that’s how vinnie pazi ends up always holdin the crown
i’m holdin’ it down, with five nickel nine biscuits
i live my life for allah, defy christmas
but y’all always in jedi mind business
now your body parts are buried in five ditches
it’s f–kin’ vinnie paz baby
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