The God Supreme Lyrics - The Thief And The Fallen - Jedi Mind Tricks

I feel sorry for you mo-motherfucker, you a waste 

When I say that you're my dog, I mean a muzzle in your face 

The streets and the dean have me struggling with faith 

The guns mad big like [?] waist 

I'mma a gorilla God, jungle is my habitat 

Murder many infidel, y'all see a [?] 

How you wanna talk shit and tuck your chain after that 

Infrared beam green aimed at where your [?] is at 

Dirty money lord you can check the back plate 

Run up on his [?], show him how the gat tastes 

There's a million motherfuckers in a rat race 

I ain't part of that guard y'all can get gas face 

Fuck all fakes, see you at Allah gates 

All my dogs gonna swarm on you like raw steaks 

Pies and jumbs, I'mma let em all bake 

If Vinnie here rapping, good hands like [?] 

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Its the storm without the calm, a pistol in my palm 

Its the blood being drawn from your body on this song 

It's the life that I'm living, no fucks that I'm giving 

It's a murder scene, tell a fucking ambulance to get em 

I'm always trying to break bread 

Always trying to take the fucking ground so I can take heads 

Underground rappers, more bummier than bass heads 

Head-shots leave y'all planet of the apes dead 

Jeff Chandler, I'mma let them hands fly 

This a case, Vinnie keep shooters on standby 

Anybody told you any different is a damn lie 

You ain't really beef, real beef get pan-fried 

I be in Japan high, y'all be on some stupid shit 

Philly streets, motherfuckers cross you like a crucifix 

It's Allah, I'mma be alive like Busilvex 

Four pound, break your chest up like Mucinex 

Dead cause I said so, I'mma let the TEC blow 

Fiends lined up like an edge on a retro 

Ill from the gecko, I just caught a homi 

The bullets pierce kevlar, hotter than wasabi 

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Its the storm without the calm, a pistol in my palm 

Its the blood being drawn from your body on this song 

It's the life that I'm living, no fucks that I'm giving 

It's a murder scene, tell a fucking ambulance to get em 

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