Blitz Inc.

blitz inc. - jedi mind tricks
yeah, blitz incorporated nigga
we comin' to get y'all niggas.
uh, army of the pharaohs,
check it out yo.
chorus. king syze: best believe,
we roll up on your squad like a blitzkreig.
better get your man or would
you rather see him bleed
we here now, we aint got time to wait.
make no mistake real niggas challenge their fate.
yeah yeah this is war cousin
i cock the hammer and kill
it's vinnie pazienza outta hamburger hill
you ramblin' still
we scramblin' still
if the beats doesn't get you
then the ambulance will.
so hand me the steel.
i fire iron when,
i find a faggot caught
in the spell of leviathan.
i keep my eye on him.
'coz he a bastard,
severed the head of the gator in lake placid.
you mother fuckers is blind you need glasses,
i seen how the game changed i adapted,
i seen how your dame changed to my madness,
i seen how your brain maimed by my axes.
but you a fascist, and y'all thugs,
you as genuine as a mother-in-laws hugs.
we the veterans that'l be sendin y'all slugs,
but we gentlemen so tell 'em it's all love.
yo, yo im demented nigga,
be prepared for what you're facin'
the mind of god and satan,
combined with domination.
i'm the rawest, roughest,
toughest thing you ever heard of
in my studio session, blessin'
emcee's be gettin' murdered
i'm one of a kind
puttin' 1 up in your fuckin' spine
when i get to shine
believe it's through the grind
damn right we cocky,
i fell no one can rock wit' us
i bless the mic religious
on track i spit ignorant
somethin you never heard
gigantic with every word
gigantic with every slur
most stagnant with every herb.
yo, but more pollution,
this beats therapeutic solution,
my disputes sendin rappers into execution.
death row, syze got the best flow
y'all lazy mother fuckers talkin'
'bout leeeets blow!
all of us, q-d plus,
yeah we goin' right by
you like an off-duty bus, nigga.
best believe,
we roll up on your squad like a blitzkreig.
better get your man or would
you rather see him bleed?
we here now, we aint got time to wait.
make no mistake real niggas challenge their fate.
ayo my words murder sets,
i'll blitzkreig your league like a german vet.
bulls eye, slash through your turtle neck.
and bones to pick,
hit two hundred and six.
im runnin' with cliques that'l hit
you like a ton on bricks.
straight put you in a ditch
like a mob-related death.
i take it to your chest make
a mess of your flesh.
my paragraphs breath hate,
i was sent to heaven,
resurrected with a clean slate,
now i sleep 'till late.
men in each state dead from this,
the esoterorist,
the real mother fucker like oedipus.
your patheticness is why,
you mother fuckers touch the mic and die.
guilty as the plea,
king syze and co-d.
they wont let us go free,
blood thristy killers,
phychological thriller,
beatin' my chest like gorillas.
we got the city in smash,
y'all pitty's just trash,
while you small-timers finishin' last.
best believe,
we roll up on your squad like a blitzkreig.
better get your man or would
you raher see him bleed?
we here now,
we aint got time to wait.
make no mistake real niggas challenge their fate.