歌曲 | Nada Cambia |
歌手 | Jedi Mind Tricks |
专辑 | Visions Of Gandhi |
作曲 : Baldwin, Luvineri | |
Yeah, Jedi | |
Mind baby, como esto | |
Vinnie Paz, | |
Vinnie got real, yeah yeah... | |
I'm like Mussolini, | |
I rule with a iron fist | |
I stab you in the bladder with a dagger and watch you die in piss | |
Cut inside your wrist, drink the bloodmoney | |
And your face is the perfect place for a slug, money | |
You ain't a thug money, you all maggots | |
You like to chill and hold hands with fagg*ts | |
You like to conduct yourself like a savage | |
You like the smell of males on your mattress | |
Cause that's established, | |
I f**kin hate you | |
I hate your mother and father, because they made you | |
I hate the universe, because it create you | |
I hate everyone and anything that embrace you | |
Who f**kin raised you? | |
You a f**kin disgrace! | |
And if you come around my way you get bucked in the face | |
Get snuffed in the face, then | |
I wack you | |
With razors, nines, guns and what have you [Vinnie Paz] | |
I'm Ayatollah | |
Khomeini, | |
I love to wage war | |
I love anybody who rhymes and stay raw | |
I love getting my rhymes in chainstores | |
I love splitting you mind with chainsaws | |
My thought-process is down in the f**kin' | |
Lochness Knock a motherf**ker unconscious! | |
Cause I don't give a f**k if you a man or a beast | |
I handle my beef, tell | |
Stoupe "hand me the heat" | |
Hand me the piece and let me buck with their head | |
We sicker than necrophiliacs f**kin' the dead | |
Buck 'em instead, and leave 'em to rot | |
Let their body flow down the river, and what not | |
When shit pop, | |
I greet beef with a smile | |
Cause I ain't punched a fagg*t in his teeth in a while | |
But meanwhile we just tryin' to shine | |
Tryin' to get mine, try to get a grip for my mom [Vinnie Paz] | |
I see you lookin' at me sideways daddy, that's your first mistake | |
Die for cross for | |
Christ, baby burn in to stake | |
You learnin' too late | |
You too conserned with the fake | |
Too conserned with the law, that's why you turned into jake | |
You turned into snake, but | |
I expected that | |
I'd like to get a f**kin' noose and put your neck in that | |
To me it's like the sound of music when your neck will crack | |
And now you temp to me to bring the doctor | |
Jekyl back | |
Now that we settled that, it's like a war now | |
And Vinnie | |
Paz bout the kick the f**kin door down | |
Cause Jedi | |
Mind Tricks is goin for a renown now | |
It's like the callin of a storm now | |
But y'all know it's about the get ugly | |
Dirty rhymes, dirty beats, it's all muddy | |
For 12 long years, | |
Jedi Mind we stay cruddy | |
As long as y'all showin' us love it's all lovely |
zuò qǔ : Baldwin, Luvineri | |
Yeah, Jedi | |
Mind baby, como esto | |
Vinnie Paz, | |
Vinnie got real, yeah yeah... | |
I' m like Mussolini, | |
I rule with a iron fist | |
I stab you in the bladder with a dagger and watch you die in piss | |
Cut inside your wrist, drink the bloodmoney | |
And your face is the perfect place for a slug, money | |
You ain' t a thug money, you all maggots | |
You like to chill and hold hands with fagg ts | |
You like to conduct yourself like a savage | |
You like the smell of males on your mattress | |
Cause that' s established, | |
I f kin hate you | |
I hate your mother and father, because they made you | |
I hate the universe, because it create you | |
I hate everyone and anything that embrace you | |
Who f kin raised you? | |
You a f kin disgrace! | |
And if you come around my way you get bucked in the face | |
Get snuffed in the face, then | |
I wack you | |
With razors, nines, guns and what have you Vinnie Paz | |
I' m Ayatollah | |
Khomeini, | |
I love to wage war | |
I love anybody who rhymes and stay raw | |
I love getting my rhymes in chainstores | |
I love splitting you mind with chainsaws | |
My thoughtprocess is down in the f kin' | |
Lochness Knock a motherf ker unconscious! | |
Cause I don' t give a f k if you a man or a beast | |
I handle my beef, tell | |
Stoupe " hand me the heat" | |
Hand me the piece and let me buck with their head | |
We sicker than necrophiliacs f kin' the dead | |
Buck ' em instead, and leave ' em to rot | |
Let their body flow down the river, and what not | |
When shit pop, | |
I greet beef with a smile | |
Cause I ain' t punched a fagg t in his teeth in a while | |
But meanwhile we just tryin' to shine | |
Tryin' to get mine, try to get a grip for my mom Vinnie Paz | |
I see you lookin' at me sideways daddy, that' s your first mistake | |
Die for cross for | |
Christ, baby burn in to stake | |
You learnin' too late | |
You too conserned with the fake | |
Too conserned with the law, that' s why you turned into jake | |
You turned into snake, but | |
I expected that | |
I' d like to get a f kin' noose and put your neck in that | |
To me it' s like the sound of music when your neck will crack | |
And now you temp to me to bring the doctor | |
Jekyl back | |
Now that we settled that, it' s like a war now | |
And Vinnie | |
Paz bout the kick the f kin door down | |
Cause Jedi | |
Mind Tricks is goin for a renown now | |
It' s like the callin of a storm now | |
But y' all know it' s about the get ugly | |
Dirty rhymes, dirty beats, it' s all muddy | |
For 12 long years, | |
Jedi Mind we stay cruddy | |
As long as y' all showin' us love it' s all lovely |