Jedi Mind Tricks - [EMG] Rise Of The Machines (Ft. Ras Lyrics
            Mike Tyson: Sample]
            I was gonnna rip his heart out, I'm the best ever
            I'm the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever been
            My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable
            And I'm just ferocious, I want your heart!
            I wanna eat your children, praise be to Allah!
        
            [Vinnie Paz]
            They call me Kublain Khan, ready for war with a Ruger 9
            I'm ready with a machete for Rudy Giulian
            I'm ready for anybody who want war
            Y'all ain't nice with the hands you can't brawl
            You can't stall, we hold the black horses
            I'm runnin' up in ya church to smack crosses
            You lack rawness, you lack passion
            You couldn't make it through war without rations
            You just a h___sexual; I stick the gay rights movement
            To meet you and then I'm testin' you
            Rhymin' 'bout flowers 'n s___
            And poets on the mic for twenty hours 'n s___
            I'm housin' ya s___; Shuttin' ya f___in' mic off
            s_____ ya f___in' poetry book and then kick the d___ off
            Set the fight off, show 'em what real rap is
            Real rhymes, real beats and real clappers
            And we blast until cover
            Make you see murder [C-Murder] like Master P' brother
            (Yea, what's the deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me)
        
            [Chorus: Scratched by Stoupe] (repeat 2x)
            C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on
            While real MC's and DJ's are a minority
            Power, down goes another rapper
            Make way, 'cause here I come
        
            [Ras Kass]
            Yea, yo, yo, yea, f___ it
            When I spit it get s___ty like the teeth of Mike Bibby
            Live from nowhere keep the west coast with me like J-Kidd
            Slay chicks if she pretty, only fugitive you know slay chicks to be Diddy
            No system electricity, spine the mind with it
            Tryna go 50/50 with my Billboard's check
            Like 800 first week, 800,000 the next
            They put on the cover of the Vibe I just might flex
            Na, I'm too lazy, with hennessy and hoes
            But I bench pressed the trigger of a four pound though
            Hit enemies with rolls for money shows and clothes
            f___ bank rolls, I'm yellow gold with incredible flows
            My homies sellin c__e, 'cause nothin' love nobody
            Said he like the free spirits with slugs to plump your body
            'Til you shrug and flop like Vlade Divac
            Paint picture perfect, inside rockin' the b-bop
            We not confused, raps the n____ news
            Each rhyme a Minority Report, f___ Tom Cruise
            Adversity my muse, that's why I make mus-ic
            Transmit SARS, it's 20 bars as you spit
        
            [Chorus: Scratched by Stoupe] (repeat 2x)
            C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on
            While real MC's and DJ's are a minority
            Power, down goes another rapper
            ...Make way, 'cause here I come
        
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