Deathless Light - Jedi Mind Tricks, Vinnie Paz

When you pray for the rain you gotta deal with the mud

And when you pray for the pain you gotta deal with the blood

You ain’t capable to hate if you ain’t able to love

But it get muddy in the middle so I stay with the snub

And I’m official pistol 'til the veins stop runnin'

You in hell and it’s hot when them train stop runnin'

And you don’t have a choice when the game start dummin'

And your physical is still but your brain start runnin'

Why I let them eat, but I must have been out of it

Like walked in a portal inside of Being John Malkovich

Y’all are talking loud but you should just turn it down a bit

Your hands over your head, like you was reading a counterfeit

And I don’t rhyme over nothing if it don’t sound sick

And all of y’all motherfuckers bite is like a brown pit

Clap at you, like you wearing cap and gown shit

A bunch of Sicilianos shoot at you inside a Crown Vic'

I don’t know you, and you don’t know me

We should go separate ways, I’mma keep it OG

Come on, I don’t know you and you don’t know me

You should got that-away, I’mma keep it OG

Young boys out here think that rappin' is dead

Glorifying dirt bags and they trappin' instead

I’mma ressurect hard-body rap from the dead

Crucify 'em like Christ, put a rack on his head

I’ve been here for twenty years

And y’all have been here for two days

Ain’t nobody talking to you dippin' into Kool-Aid

Razor under the tongue, I cut you like a school day

Blood spill in high definition like a Blu Ray

The bullets in this motherfucker small, but the shotty big

Recoil make you kick back like Karate Kid

I ain’t tryina offend a motherfucker but I prolly did

I ain’t playing around motherfucker, something gotta give

But I don’t give a fuck money, I will get your nana hit

Vinnie a gorilla, I will feed you a banana clip

Only way to get 'em dirty is to get your hands in it

And I don’t play politics, I was never a fan of it

I don’t know you, and you don’t know me

We should go separate ways, I’mma keep it OG

Come on, I don’t know you and you don’t know me

You should got that-away, I’mma keep it OG