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Текст песни Jedi Mind Tricks f Planetary - A Storm of Swords

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[Planetary]Yo, serious syllable wordplay, verse sprayLike a desert bird please, niggaz, where the curb layTurn plagen, pretty shitty on a church dayYa city my committee, tustle where the dirt staySmoke inside the cell dirt, tray`s are undercoversOld head feed kids, have to run the numbersDamn shame niggaz in my crew can`t bangYou the man, fame, here`s my man frame, champagneSwig to the wig, Belle`, vodka, hit my ribCorona beers with a slice of lemon first digOn an open mic, growl follows, space over nightDestroying your perimeter, players and prototypes(High powers) lift through your soul, through die showerResurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollarsMy squad, holler the loudest, y`all niggaz childishWe grown folk here, spittin` raw street knowledge[Chorus 2X: Planetary, Vinnie Paz]Y`all can`t touch us, cause we ain`t fuckin` aroundAnd y`all can`t fuck with us, or else we buckin` dem down[Vinnie Paz]This animal rap, cannibal rap that we makeI hate all, hate law and hate jakeI hate everything that you stand for, it`s fakeCuz everybody bitin` the gods, a day lateI maintain, handle beef IslamlyManage my life calmly, like I was GandhiFuckin` with Vinnie Paz, the one man armyIt take a shack and metal tank to harm meCome on b, why you trynna to buildWhy you trynna get ya whole entire family killedI`m like a demon outta AmityvilleI`m the motherfuckin` that you had any skillWith tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg dropAnd put you in the figure-four leglockAnd make ya head bop, cause we the rawest aroundVinnie Paz, with my man Stoupe holdin` me down[Chorus 2X][Planetary] (Vinnie Paz)Surrender and quit (or I`ma let the venomous spit)Tremendous equip (we buggin` off the Hennessy sip)The weaponry hit (we hit you with the heavenly shit)Only reason you live (cuz we at the end of the clip)The energy split (young cats must be sick in the brain)We hittin` the vain (cuz of y`all spittin` the same)We shookin` the flame (and mounted all the chips in ya chain)We stick to the game (ran and inflicted the pain)The stitches remain (and matter fact, we sonnin` y`all kids)And after that we snatchin` up ya son and ya wiz(We robbin` the kids, and puttin` metal slugs in ya wigs)We stuck in the crib (frozen with your gut to the fridge)We cuttin` ya ribs (Jed Mind stifflin` y`all)It`s right from the far (we pointin` fuckin` rifles at y`allYou ain`t icey at all, we provoke the sheisty to brawl)If y`all sleep, Outerspace, slicin` ya jaw[Chorus 2X]

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