You've been running around for so long
You've been hurting yourself too much
You keep messing around with darkness
You're the one who's losing
You've been running around for so long
You've been hurting yourself too much
You keep messing around with darkness
You're the one who's losing

Another sacrificial lamb
That died at the hands of Hologram
Sent him into the dungeon and bludgeoned his fuckin' clan
Holy land
Who spit the live shit
The do or die, Illadelph Jedi Mind shit
The hot shit



Хэвэнли Дивайн!!!!!!!!!!!

You've been eating hot-dog for so long
You've been drinkin' juice too much
You Lose Control And Buy Vokal Jacket

еще такой вариант

Здесь там драм битами дым над нами гул качч ччч тач даун хот дог кетчуп майонез ооо живот измазал

[Verse 1-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, most of my adult life I've been torn into two
If you love me, then I love you and this song is for you
It's tight hard when you know what you said
And your shorty seein' you as an emotional wreck
The closer I get, it's like the farther I feel
And my heart has turned into this heavy armor and steel
It's hard to be real, hard to listen to the dumb shit
And I take a lot of pills 'cause it numbs shit
I wish I had another path to follow
Wish that I could be a man and learn to pass the bottle
A graphic novel, my future a box or an urn
Havin' dreams about death, but I'm not that concerned
And I'm diseased, through the seasons they turn
Watchin' leaves from the trees turn disease and they burn
I'm eager to learn, but I'm holdin' my breath
And everyday alive is just another closer to death

[Verse 2-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, I've been alive longer then I expected to be
And took care of everything that's expected of me
Took care of my girl and my mother
I told her that I'm always here and I love her
I handle shit differently 'cause I'm grown now
And the truth is that I'd rather be alone now
I'd rather not have to deal with the day
And I hate when people ask me how I'm feelin' today
My brother Rasul, we had a beef and grudge
But we grew up together, cousin, so it's peace and love
I wish all the best, I wish all the shine
I wish I didn't wanna offer my thoughts with a nine
I'm thoughtful and kind, but I'm evil alas
But everything I love has turned to a tedious task
I feel that life a waiting game for people to pass
But nobody ever want you to see through the mask

[Verse 3-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, I don't wanna be a burden to y'all
I just wanna know exactly what my purpose is for
I feel like nothin' I do is ever right
And that I'm actin' a fool another night
And I admit, I don't take care of myself
So I do a lot of thinkin' and preparing myself
'Cause the fact is my father died young and I might, too
And it ain't any way to tell what I might do
I don't wanna leave my mother behind
I don't want for her to cry, because the struggle is mine
I don't want for her to grind no more
I don't want for her to work a 9-to-5 no more
I ain't have to work a fuckin' 9-to-5 before
So I'm tryin' to get this money to provide for y'all
And if the shit ain't work out and I'm suddenly gone
Just remember that the motherfuckin' love isn't gone
Pazman

I don't know how I should be feelin' in this........

ремикс Энимал Рэпа!

пишите по теме!!

http://infographica.ru/files/12_razorblade_salvation.mp3
http://infographica.ru/files/16_black_winter_day.mp3

[Kool G Rap]
You know the Don's armed wit sixteen
And I go hard for the big cream, the whips and the carriage
Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, switchin' the fabrics
Pull up wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hittin' the hazards
Spot a bitch wit that Cris habit, I gotta have it
Fuck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage
Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish
She only lick dick status to get cabbage
Dick get lathered to the thick baptist
Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance
It's drama to the finish, but the llama to your appendix (aiight)
And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)
This where the buck stops, fuck props
Buck shots at the top money, what the fuck you forgot?
Thought I was done and wasn't thuggin' the block?
Still real, bustin' the glock
Put it where you could see it (blao) what up now?

(Chorus) (Scratching)
Sample of Mike Tyson speaking

[Mike Tyson]
People always talkin' bout I'm being loud and ruckus
I'm talkin' rogus because I'm angry, you know?
I'm angry about my experiences and all the things that I been through
See everyone else has the right to be angry
But this is just the way I express myself
(So, you ready to fight??)

[Vinnie Paz]
Yo, bust a motherfuckin' gat to this
Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholics
I rap in Arabic, so my message is just immaculate
My rap a lab-a-rynth, drink a forty and blaze a sack to it
My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it
I'm surly, miserable cat that slap shorties
Looks kinda resemble that of fat Pauly
I don't even clap, young boy, he claps for me
Chain hang down to my dick, I'm that gaudy
I don't even fuck wit you cats, you rap poorly
I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny
Wit a wack army, we barkin' at you
And Vinnie Paz holds a hammer like a carpenter do
you should understand that I ain't really fuckin' around
and if you don't, you gonna find your body stuffed in the ground
We buckin' em down, cuz that's how wrong my life is
Y'all don't understand how fuckin' strong my wife is
I'm from a time where every song was righteous
Before rap was just a swarm of white kids
And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness, or just another victim to the
pawns and sheisters
I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers
And let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless
What!!! Fuckin' Vinnie Paz daddy!!!! (Yeah!!!)

(Chorus) (Scratching)

Sample of Mike Tyson speaking

[Mike Tyson]
And I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waist my life
Cause when I die I'm going to paradise
So I'm not worried, and I'm in a hurry to die
Cause I'm not gonna let nobody disrespect me
and make comments about me without me retaliating

Verse 2-R.A. the Rugged Man]
True story
Call me Thorburn, John H., staff sergeant
Marksman, skill in killin', illin', I'm able and willin'
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage a village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerrillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam shit
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothin' drug abusin', Vietnamese women screwin'
Sex, gambling and boozin', all this shit is amusin'
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't wanna go home where I'm just an ordinary human being
Special Op, Huey chopper gun ship run shit
Gook run when the minigun spit, won't miss
Kill shit, spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Vic the Charlie, hit trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it
Get it, the lieutenant hinted, the villain, I been it
The killing, I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, the secret mission, we 'bout to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines
Bullets is sprayin', it's heatin' up a hundred degrees
The enemies the North Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told, "Be at ease"
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we 'bout to hit some trees
Nail the road, it broke, crash land
American man in Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the Whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearin' black pajamas, they wanna harm us
They all up on us, bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flyin', loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines
Pray to the one above, it's raining, I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dyin', I feel dizzy, I'm losin' blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Black, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must've died, then I woke up, surprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back, but ain't escape Agent Orange
Two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it, they had it
My son died, he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
'Cause in life, God take, God give

[Hook-Vinnie Paz w/KRS-One sample]
We gonna ride 'til the wheels fall off
It's a Suicide if you feel we soft
We the truth inside, if you feel you lost
And the truth don't lie, 'cause we still the boss
We gonna ride 'til the wheels fall off
It's a..."Suicide is a Suicide"

[Intro-Fat Joe and Prodigy vocal samples]
"So who the next to get it?"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"

[Verse 1-Vinnie Paz]
Yo, roll the dro and spark, a bunch of animals like Noah's Ark
A rapper so ill, my flow just stole Jehovah's heart
My fist 'll break a fuckin' boulder in half
When I was young, I'd smack a stick off of your shoulder and laugh
I've chosen a path, spoke on my emotional past
Spoke on everything from war to how the ocean is vast
My flow is too fast, you can't contend with me there
Or it's gonna be a massacre, Tiananmen Square
My pen is prepared, and so the guns and the swords
And death the only thing you get for fuckin' with lords
Been stuck in some wars, but Vinnie fought his way out
The double jab, right cross what they caught in they mouth
I'm callin' 'em out, anyone who fuck wit my fam'
Thinkin' that they got away and they was lucky, then blam
Buck 'em and scram, don't use the shotty no more
They didn't think that Vinnie P was catchin' bodies no more

[Hook-Fat Joe, Jay-Z and Prodigy vocal samples]
"So who the next to get it?"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"
"Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it"
"So who the next to get it?"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"
"Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it"

[Verse 2-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, this is death and doom, my occupation puttin' flesh in tombs
Whether or not you shot, the aggression looms
I'm the one that speak the language of fate
I'm the one that speak the language and the anguish of hate
My banger is great, it split the top of your dome
Like the book of Revelations for the prophets in Rome
I'm locked in the throne, whether you like it or not
'Cause I'm chemically the reason liquid nitrogen hot
I'm nice with the glock, nicer with the semi's and Tec's
But I'm nicest when I'm clappin' at my enemies neck's
They tend to regret ever sendin' me threats
'Cause they know the only thing that they could send me is checks

[Hook-Fat Joe, Jay-Z and Prodigy vocal samples]
"So who the next to get it?"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"
"Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it"
"So who the next to get it?"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"I'll take the life of anybody tryin' to change what's left"
"Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it"

[Verse 3-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, I'm like Mark David Chapman with a Salinger book
Stalk my enemy and let the fuckin' silencer cook
It's down in the book, that my competitors ain't really ready
The way my four pound turn your stomach to spaghetti
It's like the Serengeti, because it's hot here
The way that policia set it on the block here
They pushin' rocks here, in the dead of night
I take my glock and I point god/point guard like Brevin Knight
Your fuckin' men are mice, you shouldn't answer that
If my father was still alive, he wouldn't stand for that
He wouldn't stand for how you act like a bitch
Wouldn't stand for anybody who a rat or a snitch
I'm back in this bitch, we was gone for a while
'Til a shorty told me that he heard my song and he smiled
I'm strong but I'm wild, they say I drink too much
The only problem that I have is that I think too much, pussy

[Outro-Jay-Z sample]
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"
"You ain't gotta go to church to get to know your God"

сильно-сильно-сильно.

[Verse 1-Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, I don't know why I'm over here, this job is evil
They sent me here to Vietnam to kill innocent people
My mother always said, "The president, he doesn't care"
He tryin' to leave the footprints of America here
They say we tryin' to stop Chinese expansion
But I ain't seen no Chinese since we landed
Sent my whole entire unit thinkin' we could win
Against the Viet Cong guerrillas there in Gia Dinh
I didn't sign up to kill women or any children
For every enemy soldier, we killin' six civilians
Yeah, and it ain't right to me
I ain't got enough of motherfuckin' fight in me
It frightens me, and I just wanna see my son and moms
But over here, they droppin' seven million tons of bombs
I spent my days dodgin' all these booby-traps and mines
And at night, prayin' to God that I get back alive
And I'm forced to sit back and wonder
Why I was a part of Operation Rolling Thunder
In a foxhole with nine months left here
Jungle like the fuckin' harbinger of death here

Brrrrat, brrrrat, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Pazman, that's how you fuckin' rhyme
The rhyme animal, Jedi Mind, baby!

[Canibus]
Jedi Mind Tricks... Canibus
Yo
I grab Mics bust the raw
Take flight adjust the Yaw
Break your bicuspid with your own jaw
Metaphors started menopause in your moms before you were born
Technically you don’t even exist, God
A flick of the wrist, you’ll be gone
Lost in limbo like pink shit camouflaged in a pig farm
I’m an enigma I rip bars
Or burn your star with 5 points
Plus the mic I ripped thus far
I stomp on ya forehead
Peel the top of your fucking face off like an orange
And eat the carnage
My God that sounds horrid, eating MC’s
Is like eating garbage they make me vomit
Discombobulate prostates re-hydrate dry lakes
Wipe Ammonium Nitrate across the side of ya face
Anthropomorph, illogically speaking I’m out of ya league
Who can match the Bident with my top speed
Scourge of the earth, verses are merged into dirt
Heart line is flat lined through the therapy era
Sentences go through re-synthesis
I leave em looking bleaker than Memphis
Without Rockefeller membership
Don’t be an optimist and try to rock with Bis
You end up in an iced-out sarcophagus

[Vinnie Paz]
Every rapper better fear me
Coz Vinnie Paz is a beast
And ya’ll steady screaming for war but want peace
You trying ta walk through the fog where sun leaks
Ya trying to walk two dogs with one leash
You can’t overstand the mathematics
How rip bars, walk through walls perform magic
Tibetan Black Magic, I’m a warlord
I’ll stab you through your fucking temple with a floorboard
I’m a born lord, I was baptised
To see the universal through a cats eyes
Here come the black skies;
It’s all darkness
I breathe life into Jesus Christ’s carcass!

{*samples*}

[Canibus]
Once I duct tape ya to the front of a Mack trucks, face ya
Drive through a brick wall, pull the park and brake up
Ask you for you proof of registration, say what?
I cant understand a word you saying, you fuck!
Peel you off till you drop on the floor
Drag you to the manifold,
Make you put your mouth around the exhaust
Squeeze your neck harder when you start to cough
I bet you never thought this could happen just for pissing me off
I’m in for hardcore Hiphop, the surrogate father
Protecting rap like the exoskeleton of a Lobster
I’ll moonwalk on water, harpoon jackers
And drag em back to the harbour for the local photographers
Now point four fingers and watch through binoculars
Look what Harry Potter did to Andrew Galotti, Kid
Whether enemies exchange negative energy
But you can’t forgive and forget with an elephant memory
Coz You-Know-Who snatched the mic from You-Know-Who
But lets keep that between me and you!
Me and JMT,
Rippers that’ll rip your ass
I got an empty mag- Get em Vinnie Paz!!!

[Vinnie Paz]
I get a bloodlust when I see a slug bust
Hit your mug with a .38 snub and watch the blood rush
Nothings above us, ya’ll better back off
Cos you a devil like the Canaanite in Sackcloth
We busting Gats off
It’s a clean kill
It doesn’t seem real when your spleen spill
So listen to what im spittin at y’all
La illaha, il Allah il Allah
Come on y’all your getting hit in the chest
Coz Vinnie Pazienz and Canibus is the best
Ripping the rest
And all ya’ll seek is ashes
I love reading Koran in pitch blackness
I love reading the psalms to bitch actors
I love reading the palms of bitch rappers!

джедаи - фараоны

ахуительно!!!

-

Хэвэнли Дивайн!!!!!!!!!!!

ремикс самый ахуенный!

Brrrrat, brrrrat, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Pazman, that's how you fuckin' rhyme
The rhyme animal, Jedi Mind, baby!

о, а можно я тоже про любимых исполнителей буду отдельные темы создавать в разделе Новосиб?

Мне только некоторые песни у ЖМТ нравится, а в целом нет. АОТП вот уматным был альбом.
razorblade salvation нравится вот сильно.
mami i'm sorry if ma first letter made u cry
to be honest wit u i don't think that i wanna die...
2КОШ Кстати да, вот пойду про папуса ветку создам))))))))

-Цитата от КОШ

о, а можно я тоже про любимых исполнителей буду отдельные темы создавать в разделе Новосиб?

ты и атк про всякую еботу как блохин десятки тем создаешь и сана. я одну тему создал и ыт залупился. как-то плохо это звучит Кош.

Оулс - и что толькко разорблейд понравился с альбома?

-Цитата от Dest

ты и атк про всякую еботу как блохин десятки тем создаешь и сана. я одну тему создал и ыт залупился. как-то плохо это звучит Кош.

да я наоборот не залупился.
заебись тему создал! в моём репертуаре
а Блохина не трогай он king of da Васхнил blocks

Violent By Design (2000) ЩАС Я ЗАСЛУХАЮ ЭТО ДЕЛО ЗА 20-30й РАЗ)

-Цитата от КОШ

да я наоборот не залупился.
заебись тему создал! в моём репертуаре
а Блохина не трогай он king of da Васхнил blocks

а ну тогда извиняй. все окей.

-

Violent By Design (2000)

по мне лучший альбом у JMT

ЛУЧШМЙ АЛЬБОМ ЭТО ПОСЛЕДНИЙ АЛЬБОМ!!!!