作曲 : Albaladejo, Baldwin ...
Yeah

Jedi Mingd Tricks

My man Stoup holding me down

Yeah Yeah

It's been five Yeahrs singce
You've been locked  the pen
And not to mention all the
****ing drama it bring
You always  my heart and
That's a beautiful thing
Like warm air flowing
From a beautiful spring
But that's sum wild shit
To do to a king
And maybe some day
I'll get used to the sting
For now I'll been thinking about you everyday
And how we use to dumb
Out  everyway
Brought a smile to my face
On my hardest of days
And praying that your mother
And your father can raise
Your little brother into a man one day
I'll staying touch with him
So the plan won't stray
But don't you worry about
Your little brother he finge
He smart with a heart
And he steadily shine
And if the little soulja
Ever step outta line
You know I'm gonna
Be there to show him the time
So what the deal cuzing
How it feel right now
I'll be there soon
So just chill right now
So what the deal cuzing
How it feel right now
I'll be there soon
So just chill right now
Yeah it's Vingnie Paz

You know I'm saying

Jedi Mingd

I'm holding you down baby

I'd rather walk these hollow
Grounds wit a glock or four pounds
Police looking over my back
With a glock it's low down
With a clock that slows down
It shoots flock with no sound
And I'm carried away on
My back like a stone popper party
Lying til my soul hurts
Soul hurts

Mad as **** scared and stuck
I can't control earth
Surrounded feeling like a cold
Hearse wanting to fold first
I thank my peeps every day
Becuz they chose birth
I'm totally greatful
At times I act hateful
Yall wish yall feed over
Me to reside ing a gold cradle
Brown paper bag living
In the latest whips
Trips to Ep Cops Centre
Ing the space and shit
Always remingisce about
The shit you laced us with
Always the street legend to
The bravest cliques
And now i see niggaz getting
It makes me sick
The same shit that could've made us rich
Made us snitch
Divide the men from the boys see
What makes them bitch
To watch mothers loving struggles
Just to raise their kids
Soar my mingd every time that
I raise this fifth
And dringk the bottle til it's hollow
And it all makes sense

Get it right
Blood is thicker than water

Could never shit on my peeps

Allah space