Seven (Explicit)

Seven - Jedi Mind Tricks
Yeah  Yo  uh
A lotta rappers try approaching the omen
My palms are punishin' people while I'm up at the podium
Pharaohs folding 'em  like washed clothes again
I'm a vulture when the flow go choke your kid
Broke  I leave most of them  slow  I keep my motionin'
Eye on the prize
I silence the wise  with lyrics make a scientist cry
Making a secret society expose they purpose
Making 'em unleash info and exploding my surface
I'm taking my time to birth this  rap entity earthless
It's show time  there's no time  we ready when the curtain split
I'm hurting sh*t  too powerful for painkillers
On the concrete jungle  we walk like trained guerrillas
Untamed  and my niggas is Kane
Kool G  Rakim  combine into one frame
We like the new mecca of immaculate rappers
Vinnie Paz  call the ghouls  now we back with the clappers
Yo
The man silent  kill him with what I mentally says
Bloody Fez  choke you like an Indian res
Kamach  animal Turk  sick with a cannibal smirk
Welcome  this where the murderers lurk
It's my mind  to make sure that the Sun can work
Scorch bodies  leave all of your gunmen hurt
Pharaoh sultans  create a serious cult jam
And my hand is where the tears of the pope ran
They stay watching like they keep me on a scope cam
I'm in heaven with the angels and smoke grams
You need God  that's why the earth so damned
International  trying to get my flow banned
That's cool  if I don't kick these prayers
A lot of floods and famine's gonna hit these years
Kamachi back on the chapel stairs
Open the clouds  let the thunder clap your ears  (Chyea  )
If you wanna put your money up then muthaf**ka then put it
For your families sanity man I wish that you wouldn't
Niggas got nice flows  just don't know where to put it
And I know your whole life your raps are edited footage
Hey y'all mixtape niggas couldn't see my plateaus
All up in my presence why y'all actin bashful
King Syze cats and any clique they rap for
Y'all little light niggas couldn't feed my shadows
From  city to city  intersection to session
What you reflexin  with or without a weapon
I'm always steppin  Never scared
But always and forever prepared
Yeah the ones who drink gas man  is revvin' they gears
You now rocking with the foulest clique in the continent
Total dominance  rise to prominence
In my prime like Optimus
Stand in astonishment
Act as conglomerate  an axis of evil
I know where Osama is  he down in Camp David
Down and dirty like a damp basement
The champ must demand greatness
From himself  or be another contender
There's 100's of niggas
Dead left under the river
From the days of slaves
To Hurricanes in Orleans
See my peoples graves floatin amongst
The waves  there's hell to pay  but
The devil don't take checks
I try to send a message to God
His phone don't take text
I need a new plan  a crook with knowledge
Times is hard homie  why I took them dollars
Man  my momma got a mortgage
And my little baby sista' need books for college
I rob all y'all
Hey yo
They want the hood in here so they called me first
I get em rappers Gatorade cuz they ball with thirst  UH
This is more then music
But these niggas is mad trash
That's why the stores refuse em  yo
I'm out in Georgia goin straight to the block
I'm seein cats motorcyclin dawg I'm doin the wop
I'm an OG  I call my Italian niggas a wop
Though they papers aint right but they got weight on the block
I love em uh
Hand to hand till your hands ache
I drunk so much syrup dawg I stop eatin pancakes
Ya niggas cool dawg mines absurd hot
Stop frontin like you's a killa money your nerves shot
Yo you's a paxel Ni**a  Dumpin Zoloft in coffee
AOTP will exhaust b
Can't keep it gear  cuz I'm blinging with F's
But I got my mind right so swing your sh*t to the left
Ni**a  If I had 24 hours to live
F**k 24 hours  gimme 24 seconds
Vin I'm drivin off a bridge
Broken rib  no windshield  covered in kerosene
Gasoline  tank filled to the top
Magazines of these phony rappers ripped in pieces
No preachers  strong enough to take me outta my zone
I broke jesus  choke niggas who squeal
Rob niggas who steal  kill niggas who kill
I'm too sick for a pill
Man these niggas aint real they real fake
They say they a man but they f**kin' with real snakes
That's when you put em in a trunk with they grill taped
Whip in reverse and run into a steel gate
I'm a suicide driver  never been a liar
If I don't kill you later I'ma kill you "Manana"
Y'all don't want know problems
Y'all don't want no drama
Ni**a I'ma take a trip with your baby momma  Suicide Driver
Ya betta cross your T's
Cuz we'll dot your I's
You can say that you specialize but Pharaohs will optimize
Backstage will get a b**ch backsmacked there
The macplayer like dirty south pimpslapped clap snares  (YEAAH)
Holy Paragraphs  (What kind of sh*t is that  )
I'm Jesus in the flesh so this is muthaf**kin Christian rap
Y'all just Christmas wrap  must be the secret Santa
My reindeer aim near  pierce you with the antlers
I made em go easy  and called off the wolves on my AOTP radio CB
Cuz y'all ain't worthy of grenades and RPG's
Slit throat hope you float with sardines and seaweed
Cuz this is C-E  L-P-H
Demonic symphony  listen to the hell we make
And a year before your kids 10th birthday came
You didn't have to wait for candles on the cake to see the nine flame
Respect a G  my clique clap at you incessantly
I lay back and drink alcohol excessively
There ain't a rapper that's alive today that's testing me
I got degrees in being ignorant and weaponry
A 40 oz and a dutch master is the recipe
That's my sh*t there that'll be the death of me
Give me a death mask  better yet a effigy
I understand the math of death and it's complexity
I understand how you was violently merc'd
I understand how you was raised under the lies of the church  (ha-ha-ha-ha)
But understand and recognize that I'm cursed
With the ability to end your f**king lives with a verse
Yeah
Brraat brraaat
Paz-man  AOTP  I'll Bill on the beat
Billy Crystal  what up baby  La Coka
AOTP  ha ha ha