Текст песни Jedi (Son of Spock) f Yeshua Da PoED - Spitmode
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[Yeshua Da PoED]Yeah, ah, yeah, we just cooling in the labGot my man Jedi about to set it off[Jedi]Yo 1, 2, yoBrothers be sayin` that I`m out of line`Cuz I got a rhyme that run up your spineAnd clog up arteries like swineBut, yo, I got a mind that develop rhymesThat run up and down your baseAround your brain, until you know the nameIt`s Jedi, the fifth apocalypseDroppin` the proper science to kidsAnd break `em down with gifted, different arithmetic that I createdIn the lab where beats are marinatedAnd when released in the streets the heads`ll be animated`Til the get decapitatedFor rhymes are now ?rated? should now be laminatedAnd put up on wallsAlong with every platinum plaqueYou see, technology created CDs `Cuz I know if you melt the wax you felt the factsOf life, and fuckin` wit` Jedi or might seep in your afterlifeA sacrifice, battle to take away your bragging rightsTravel throughout the sitesTo explore more than the lights Jedi brings upMore than the force of life, more like a paradise, and poltergeistPlus I got an appetite for destruction that ignitesAnd when I`m the mic, my flow is similar toA demon, `cuz it goes for your main arteryUntil your soul is a part of me and your left barely breathin`You see, no one plans to help you, son, no one plans to stop meAnd the only manual attention your gettin` is an autopsyChorus:(Scratched) "My lips is like a ??? as I start to spray it." Q-Tip[Yeshua]Uh, yo, yoBrothers be given me a lot of dap, `cuz I gotta rapTo splittin` your caps, and puttin` Brooklyn on the mapBut yo, just on the track, I don`t know how to actMakin` cats collapse like heart attacks, in factIt`s Yeshua Da PoED, one of the last in my class of emcees to be trueEvidently, there be too many cats to represent me that I can see throughToo many overrated emcees just blockin` my viewI`d really rather peep the pretty bitches they get to show their ass inthe videoSometimes I need to find some piece of mind, release the rhymeTo be combined, no better way to get away from the timesBut to forget the everyday and let it spray `til I shineI said forget the everyday and let it spray `til I shine`Cuz, yo, these cats don`t really know a fuckin` thing about rhymesAnd, yo, I really couldn`t care, yo, what they think about mineLike datChorus[Jedi] For an updateWe upsettin` and detonatin` bombsTakin` leg and arms and ????For makin` stars...[Yeshua] ...Out of fakesTo salivate while I spitCreate a rhythm to battle flakesThat only know how to make...[Jedi] ...Tracks that`s out of dateIn fact, I counter, counter-attack to have you collapse[Both]Flat on your backWe gather...[Yeshua]...Adequate raps for the purpose of excursionMy version of a certain Persian rug is bugged...[Both]...Like drugs...[Jedi]...That serves because we nervous of our actionsIf we decide to, make this a repertoire, IAssembly lyrics that bring it to any rap seminar[Yeshua]Many areLight up the park `cuz what we on is beyond the starsIt`s so bizarre, got flows that scar bitches that paw[Jedi]Lay in the back of a carSayin` to tap `em until they see MarsAnd if still don`t know who we areIt`s Jedi, the Son of Spock, and my nigga Yeshua (echoed)Chorus[Jedi]Yeah, what?Jedi, Son of Spock, Yeshua, DJ Bless[Yeshua]Bless[Jedi]Wee Bee Foolish house of reps[Yeshua]And we out