Songtext The age of sacred terror von Jedi Mind Tricks

Original

Bewerten sie:

Abstimmung von benutzern: 0.0/10 - Stimmen insgesamt: 0

Ändern video(1 von 3)

Legacy of blood

2004

01. The age of sacred terror
02. Scars of the crucifix
03. Saviourself
04. The worst
05. Verses of the bleeding
06. Beyond the gates of pain
07. And so it burns
08. Me ne shalto
09. The philosophy of horror
10. Before the great collapse
11. Untitled hidden track (end of track 19)

The age of sacred terror

Yeah, yeah baby yeah, Jedi mind tricks, legacy of blood
Nothing but dirt out here, fucking Philly baby, yeah
It aint a game baby, its fucking war out here
Ill make you bleed with knives, I was born with all seeing eyes
I can snatch a rappers heart before he even dies
The cave man still believe in lies
you dont want to no blood or no beef like you were speaking lies
You like to sleep with guys, you a gay maggot
Listening to fucking B2K faggot, go to raves faggot
Put a hole in your heart, destroy everything you know and you thought
Destroy everything in Babylon, you fucking fake rap
I hate rap because you battle on, you fucking fags are gone
Im a hate Mongol, thats the reason that your talking to the Jade longer
But the snakes on ya, let you die there
and who gave you the fucking impression that I care
I can thrive here, but I choose to die
On a fucking steady diet of booze and LAH
(chorus)
Yea, its the age of the sacred terror
a communist, revolutionary take of era, take your cheddar
Take everything that you care for
Murder everybody, thats what they was there for
And there for you getting wet from the heat
Taking the food from your plate, aint letting you eat
Aint letting you do nothing that I dont want you to
You a crumb and thats why I like to fuck with you
I dont care about anybody except me, until my main man mafia is set free
Your waiting for the revolution to start
but you aint on the front line taking 2 in the heart, allusively smart
thats why I hide from the feds., Jason Vorhies style, 5`7 heads
5 corpses, 5 state troopers dead
liquor shots to there face till the roof is red
(chorus)
If you serve god for money you serve the devil
Claim to begin the war, never heard the metal
Yea, never even been in combat
never even felt the supreme love from a warm gat
Im on another plane, you can stand in front of your fam.
But im shooting right through your mothers frame
I got knuckle game, but I dont use that, fuck a fair one where the 2 2s at
Where the nitrous oxide and balloons at
where my mother fucking knuckle hairy goons at
This for everybody holding hammers
if your coming to our show then you going bananas, and holding banners
And supporting me and jamal
running up on you pigs with the heaters and all
Im deceiving the law, thats what im here for
The reason why im drinking all the fucking beer for
(chorus)

Danke, weil sie diesen text korrigieren

künstler*

songtitel*

email*

abonniere den newsletter

songtext*

Yeah, yeah baby yeah, Jedi mind tricks, legacy of blood
Nothing but dirt out here, fucking Philly baby, yeah
It aint a game baby, its fucking war out here
Ill make you bleed with knives, I was born with all seeing eyes
I can snatch a rappers heart before he even dies
The cave man still believe in lies
you dont want to no blood or no beef like you were speaking lies
You like to sleep with guys, you a gay maggot
Listening to fucking B2K faggot, go to raves faggot
Put a hole in your heart, destroy everything you know and you thought
Destroy everything in Babylon, you fucking fake rap
I hate rap because you battle on, you fucking fags are gone
Im a hate Mongol, thats the reason that your talking to the Jade longer
But the snakes on ya, let you die there
and who gave you the fucking impression that I care
I can thrive here, but I choose to die
On a fucking steady diet of booze and LAH
(chorus)
Yea, its the age of the sacred terror
a communist, revolutionary take of era, take your cheddar
Take everything that you care for
Murder everybody, thats what they was there for
And there for you getting wet from the heat
Taking the food from your plate, aint letting you eat
Aint letting you do nothing that I dont want you to
You a crumb and thats why I like to fuck with you 
I dont care about anybody except me, until my main man mafia is set free
Your waiting for the revolution to start
but you aint on the front line taking 2 in the heart, allusively smart
thats why I hide from the feds., Jason Vorhies style, 5`7 heads
5 corpses, 5 state troopers dead
liquor shots to there face till the roof is red
(chorus)
If you serve god for money you serve the devil
Claim to begin the war, never heard the metal
Yea, never even been in combat
never even felt the supreme love from a warm gat
Im on another plane, you can stand in front of your fam.
But im shooting right through your mothers frame
I got knuckle game, but I dont use that, fuck a fair one where the 2 2s at
Where the nitrous oxide and balloons at
where my mother fucking knuckle hairy goons at
This for everybody holding hammers
if your coming to our show then you going bananas, and holding banners
And supporting me and jamal
running up on you pigs with the heaters and all
Im deceiving the law, thats what im here for 
The reason why im drinking all the fucking beer for
(chorus)