Ripped To Shreds (Feat Vinnie Paz Celph Titled & Demoz) - Jedi Mind Tricks
I'm coming to your classroom
Strapped like Kindergarten Cop
End the starters I
Am the hardest artist to rock I
Roll over your whip
And turn your strip into a horror scene
When the hammer bust we start a war
We carnivores that need to eat
Ain't running from sh*t b**ch we ain't scared
You ain't gonna disrespect a vet
With a chopper that got shell catchers
Won't be no ballistic check
I get the check I get the dough
Goddamnit I be the sh*t fo sho
Celph Titled in the motherf**kin' spot
Motherf**kers get shot mother f**kers will hit the floor
When my above the margin thugs are barging in
Your whole parliament turn butter soft
Like tubs of margarine
Awesome arson with a large carbon cartridge
Sparking often involved
In carving apart kids in they apartment
And
You can't see me from this angle
True
But the torch on my arm will show you
What a four alarm blaze will do
The Cuban Caucasian dude lacerations from Sabretooth
My b**ches hold guns like Sarah Palin in a bathing suit
Light a candle in the snow f**k a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian can't kill a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish ni**a your f**king niece
Kill the president terrorist
Kill a f**king priest
Your momma your father your sister
And your right hand
Kill a hustler customer kill a white man
See the moral of the story is
You can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself
But no a f**king pharaoh
I believe you not in the league
And obviously you blind
To see you not in the league
You might wanna be on wine
Back you high on the E
I move like Mohammed Ali
Test me you won't want to be my
Food for thought who would've thought
How would been something you would bought
Cause you would've thought I would've been
Too perked up to prove it again
Too perked up to lose it again
When you press got me moving my pen
And I ain't rolling around
Shot in his head and a hole in the ground
I ain't gotta wait my moment is now
I gotta hate I'm flow out of town
I ain't gotta fake like I'm holding the pound
I ain't got eight I got four in the round
Get shot when the hot trey Glock is cocked
And it popped and it sure enough fold you clowns
Call the coroner now
I ain't trying to stop till I'm ninety and sick
Die like Bonnie and Clyde in the whip
Flows so sick it reminds you of sh*t
Don't know sh*t when the coppers around
I ain't never Jay copping the pound
I ain't ever seen vinnie ridin' around
In a Crown Victoria at the scene of a homicide
With a look on his face like f**k you now
F**k him f**k her you can hate me now
You keep on going till it break me down
I'm keep on spitting till they take me down
Light a candle in the snow f**k a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian can't kill a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish ni**a your f**king niece
Kill the president terrorist kill a f**king priest
Your momma your father
Your sister and your right hand
Kill a hustler customer kill a white man
See the moral of this story is you can spare ammo
And anybody kill yourself but no a f**king pharaoh
I'm hesitant to meet people
I have a tendency to eat people
My team feeds you the priest on the discreet steeple
I don't listen to anything you perceive legal
Turn a Christian to anything you would deem evil
Left with holes is how the sub machine leave you
Small and precise
Like you was poked with clean needles
I don't drag my brother into it cause he's peaceful
But Vinnie takes a lot of shots like Japanese people
In fact I take a lot of shots like Kobe does
I don't smoke the rock anymore but the homie does
Stoupe the first mother f**ker to show me drugs
And how to keep the motherf**kers safe
In the Folgers mug
You a b**ch you don't do what a soldier does
If I was you I'd move into the left like Miss Hova does
Peace to everybody living that shows me love
And anybody hating
On the god you can hold your slug
Light a candle in the snow f**k a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian can't kill a pharaoh
Your momma your father
Your sister and your right hand
Kill a hustler customer kill a white man
You can spare ammo
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