Jedi Mind Tricks Beyond The Gates Of Pain Lyrics
            (feat. Sean Price)
        
            [Sean Price]
            Yes, just infest, the best is I
            Leave you, stretched on the sket, in Bedford-Stuy
            With a, lead to eject, but I bet it's I
            Did that, like a rat, you testify
            n____z like what's the matter with Sean?
            I'm like nothing, just thinkin' of a verse
            That can shatter the song, foreign b____es
            Know the stamina strong, 20 g's for the pictures
            Stay in the country, so I married the mob
            Don, thirty-two, but the game is 12
            And the fifth for these funny n____z; Dave Chappelle
            When Run-DMC was f___in' Raising Hell
            I was on the run from d's, these raised in hell
            Kinda broke, couldn't raise the bell
            Caught by many, broke two f___in' arms, son, engage for bail
            Beat the case, got my big gauge, back as well
            With rap, you can sing such amazing tales, n____
            Ya'll n____z bust my web, heat pop
            n____z cut ya dreads, cuz ya'll scared
            Rockin' and rollin', guns and roses
            Pockets is swollen, son is holding
            Sean P, I'm the master of ceremony
            That's blastin' at every phony a__ rapper that ever know me
            n____z act like they ready for war
            Get slapped with the tool, wake up b____, get ready for school, one
        
            [Chorus 2X: Vinnie Paz]
            We in this game for the money and the long life
            Whether we battle with the gats or it's all mics
            We can rumble with the bats or the long pipes
            Vinnie Paz, it's a wrap, with Sean Price
        
            [Vinnie Paz]
            I'm more powerful than Gargamel, guard ya grill
            And you'll be starved and killed
            It's hard to build, when God revel
            That you eat lard for meals
            So as the saga builds, we need raw s___
            We need EPMD to drop more s___
            The hardcore s___, bang out, bust a gat
            The '84 s___, how they now hustle crackc
            We build and we destroy until the sun rock
            Until we hear the sounds of the last gun shot
            But I'mma ride until the wheels falls off
            Til the high in these last few pills wear off
            You failed with frost, p____ rap, filled and crossed
            Sellin' bags of that raw s___ filled with salt
            I kill ya thoughts, with a nine MA eagle
            Make me sick to my stomach, like ya'll gay people
            I'mma slay evil, that's what Allah likes
            Vinnie Paz, Jedi Mind Tricks, Sean Price
        
            [Chorus 2X]
        
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