Hell's Messenger Lyrics - The Thief And The Fallen - Jedi Mind Tricks

I don't leave nothing to chance, it's no one to guess 

And I play everything real close to the chest 

The 2016 Range Rover is next 

And I walk through the Valley of Death with no stress 

Marvelous money to murder y'all, gold bullion 

Fifty dudes, parkside, killers wear skully on 

That's the glass table that I'm putting your medulla on 

Black trees, black ski mask, black uniform 

The shiny black .45 is my bitch 

Cause I understand that nothing in the world is a gift 

Ain't no magic what I'm doin', ain't no Merlin in this 

The stupidity the reason Donald Sterling exist (you stupid fuck) 

I was eating pills with Van Morrison in Gloria 

At the Waldorf Astoria, called shorty up 

If you're looking for a father figure, call Maury up 

You a Dr. Seuss rapper, made the whole story up 

Who the one that always gotta drink? 

- That's me! 

Always getting thrown into the bing? 

- That's me! 

The one that always holding all the hammers? 

- That's me! 

Who run up in the club and go bananas? 

- That's me! 

Who the one that always gotta drink? 

- That's me! 

Always getting thrown into the bing? 

- That's me! 

The one that always holding all the hammers? 

- That's me! 

Who run up in the club and go bananas? 

- That's me! 

Oyster Perpetual and bottles of Chandon 

Everything you thought that existed is long gone 

Waiting on an opium shipment from Hong Kong 

Y'all approach to what we created is all wrong 

Everything that we emulated are raw songs 

Everything that y'all haven't made is in poor form 

ECW Jerry Lynn when he fought strong 

You an asshole masturbating to soft porn 

No guns, iron deficiency, you anemic 

Audio heroin intravenous, my sun like Phoenix 

Love the second the boss seen it 

The route take longer but it's much more scenic 

See, me and my brothers have been waiting for a while now 

Giving you the time to get your wack-ass style down 

Matter fact I think we gon' have us a pow-wow 

Your guns go boom-boom, mines go BAOW BAOW 

Who the one that always gotta drink? 

- That's me! 

Always getting thrown into the bing? 

- That's me! 

The one that always holding all the hammers? 

- That's me! 

Who run up in the club and go bananas? 

- That's me! Who the one that always gotta drink? 

- That's me! 

Always getting thrown into the bing? 

- That's me! 

The one that always holding all the hammers? 

- That's me! 

Who run up in the club and go bananas? 

- That's me! 

Yo, word is God, I ain't dissing y'all by name 

I just slappin' y'all in the face, stealin' our shit, man 

How many years? 15 years? 

Nah that's not long enough 

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