Jedi Mind Tricks
Miscellaneous
Whats Really Good
Rocky Raez
Yea, ok, yo, listen, check it, yo
Heyo these streets hate me, but they made me a animal
We little ghetto boys that was raised on the avenue
We drug dealers, stick-up kids, and what have you
In rap battles with the audience that clap at you
My block crazy, I never seen a CAB pass through
On bright sunny days you can see my black shadow
Gats with barrels sucked under the apparel
And thats natural in a city with CRACKED statutes
Please believe it, gun shots some keep secrets
You keep sleepin, get caught in ya Jeep preachin
Always listen to an old man when he speakin
To learn how to keep AT LEAST A GRAND on the weekend
Learn how to analyze a man when he creepin
Learn not to never burn a bridge when you leakin
Thats street knowledge, write it down and speak about it
Drug dealers use this rap the street OUTLETS
I leave doubters in the back and move outwards
Watch for them niggaz with Timbs and loose outfits
Guns dont kill people, the bulletsll kill people
And bullets leave holes in people you just see through
Its all mathematics its what the streets equal
These streets EVIL, city niggaz with Desert Eagles
They wont hesitate to drive-by in TINTED regals
And thats how it is in my life, thats how it is
Yea, its Rocky Raez yall, the Ghostwriters
Chorusx2
Heyo, whats really good? We over
Cuz I got it on lock In my hood
We hustle what we could In yo block
You niggaz aint stop In my block
Vinnie Paz talking during chorus
I got the SOUND RIGHT REASONING OF MALACHI YORK
Only speak to me if I allow you to talk
Cuz yall aint never learn that you crawl before walk
My four-pound LAYING you down like Black Hawk
The gats SPARK, intelligent born vicious
Military thug who follow Allah wishes
Thats why I dont eat pork and cause sickness
And thats why CLITTORAL cats is like bitches
And yall be more hard pressed to stop me
And fiends dumpin out on the block, its rock free
So fk peace, cousin bring me to war
So I can have blood on my hands with C-4
I need more, need weed and need cash
Or Ima shoot three at ya team like Steve Nash
You BLEED fast, cuz thats jus how it go down
Thats how Vinnie Pazi ends up always holdin the crown
Im holdin it down, with five nickel nine biscuits
I live my life for Allah, DEFY CHRISTMAS
But yall always in Jedi Mind business
Now your body parts are buried in five ditches
Its fkin Vinnie Paz baby