Jedi Mind Tricks Verses Of The Bleeding feat. Des Devious Lyrics

[Vinnie Paz]
Allah U Akbar, everybody just be calm
That's the word passed down from the Imam
It came from the Qu'ran, it can't be wrong
It's only measure, the time, the God's eons
So I suggest you follow Allah way
Or turn into a b____, inside the jungle's of raw way
That's what the Lord say, you ain't ready for that
You better bring a bulletproof and machete for that
And nobody wanna be there
They stick you with 30 m_________ers, up in the tare
Now it's back to the topic at hand, I'm rockin' ya fam
And fight against the army with a rock in my hand
A glock in my hand, divide ya body into two parts
And change ya entire theories of God by spittin' two darts
But I just wanna people to build
And did Emam Ali Hussein, know that he would be killed?

[Chorus 2X: Vinnie Paz, Des Devious]
We comin' for blood (in the name of Allah)
We comin' for blood (and we ain't playin' with ya'll)
We comin' for blood (we destroy and rebuild)
We comin' for blood (if you ain't loyal, you killed)

[Des Devious]
I got a vice grip on the mic, spittin' my s___
My b____ and arrogance alone be the cause of these hits
Easily split ya wig, with the flick of a wrist
Send the block, ya body's grindin' you, and to the abyss
But that's some, sick s___, I only do when I trip
Or when I'm, til them m_________ers runnin' they lip
That's when I, start the procedure, of body beatin' you into a seizure
Your crew is standing there staring lookin' like non believers
I felt 'em standing and staring that's when I pulled the heater
My ratchet cookin' these f__gots, I make 'em all see the
Fact of the matter is, the cue don't back down
This ain't no slap down, you gettin' clapped clown
So don't be runnin' around, talkin' all this and that
That's female s___, type of s___ that get you trapped
Into a dark corner, rope pullin' on ya
Tried to escape, hear shots, left ya a__ a goner

[Chorus 2X]

[Vinnie Paz]
I'm ready to blackout, crippler crossface tap-out
Comin' through the f___in' door with the gats out
Let the blood rain down and drippin' ya skin
Let the slug hit ya crown and rip up ya limbs
I'm the illest f___in' rapper alive
Give me 16 shots, I can crack you in five
I have to survive, have to get my money and shine
Have to get everything that I used to promise my mom
I gotta do it for everyone that I promised something
So everyone who thought I wouldn't be alive or something
Come on money, that's some cold s___, wishin' me dead
So I beat in their mid-section, til they p___in' in red

[Chorus]