DJ Kwestion mainly scratches choruses on the turntable. Kwestion is also a part of the group Skratch Makaniks. Kwestion, who is the tour DJ, was a replacement for JMT's previous DJ, Drew Dollars, who is no longer affiliated with the group due to creative differences.
JMT has collaborations with both regional MCs and rap veterans, including GZA, Kool G Rap, 7L & Esoteric, Sean Price, Ras Kass, Canibus, Percee P, Killah Priest, Immortal Technique, Block McCloud, Virtuoso, Louis Logic, R.A. the Rugged Man, Tragedy Khadafi, Chief Kamachi, Necro and Ill Bill. The group has sold over 250,000 albums in the United States and 450,000 albums worldwide, all of which were released independently.
The ninth studio album "The Bridge and The Abyss" was released on 22 June, 2018.
A Storm of Swords
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics
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Like a desert bird blaze, niggaz, where the curb lay
Turn plagen, pretty shitty on a church day
Ya city my committee, tustle where the dirt stay
Smoke inside the cell dirt, tray's are undercovers
Old head feed kids, have to run the numbers
Damn shame niggaz in my crew can't bang
You the man, fame, here's my man frame, champagne
Corona beers with a slice of lemon first dig
On an open mic, growl follows, space over night
Destroying your perimeter, players and prototypes
(High powers) lift through your soul, through die shower
Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars
My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggaz childish
We grown folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge
Y'all can't touch us, cause we ain't fuckin' around
And y'all can't fuck with us, or else we buckin' dem down
Y'all can't touch us, cause we ain't fuckin' around
And y'all can't fuck with us, or else we buckin' dem down
This animal rap, cannibal rap that we make
I hate all, hate law and hate jake
I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake
Cuz everybody bitin' the gods, a day late
I maintain, handle beef Islamly
Manage my life calmly, like I was Gandhi
Fuckin' with Vinnie Paz, the one man army
It take a shack and metal tank to harm me
Come on b, why you trynna to build
Why you trynna get ya whole entire family killed
I'm like a demon outta Amityville
I'm the motherfuckin' that you had any skill
With tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg drop
And put you in the figure-four leglock
And make ya head bop, cause we the rawest around
Vinnie Paz, with my man Stoupe holdin' me down
Y'all can't touch us, cause we ain't fuckin' around
And y'all can't fuck with us, or else we buckin' dem down
Y'all can't touch us, cause we ain't fuckin' around
And y'all can't fuck with us, or else we buckin' dem down
Surrender and quit (or I'ma let the venomous spit)
Tremendous equip (we buggin' off the Hennessy sip)
The weaponry hit (we hit you with the heavenly shit)
Only reason you live (cuz we at the end of the clip)
The energy split (young cats must be sick in the brain)
We hittin' the vain (cuz of y'all spittin' the same)
We shookin' the flame (and mounted all the chips in ya chain)
We stick to the game (ran and inflicted the pain)
The stitches remain (and matter fact, we sonnin' y'all kids)
And after that we snatchin' up ya son and ya wiz
(We robbin' the kids, and puttin' metal slugs in ya wigs)
We stuck in the crib (frozen with your gut to the fridge)
We cuttin' ya ribs (Jed Mind stifflin' y'all)
It's right from the far (we pointin' fuckin' rifles at y'all
You ain't icey at all, we provoke the sheisty to brawl)
If y'all sleep, Outerspace, slicin' ya jaw
Y'all can't touch us, cause we ain't fuckin' around
And y'all can't fuck with us, or else we buckin' dem down
Y'all can't touch us, cause we ain't fuckin' around
And y'all can't fuck with us, or else we buckin' dem down
In "A Storm of Swords," Jedi Mind Tricks deftly weaves intricate wordplay and a powerful message into their lyrics. The opening verse describes the skill the group possesses in their rhyming abilities, likening it to a desert bird's blaze. They also touch on the struggles of inner-city life and the hustle that takes place in those areas.
The second verse is a scathing indictment of phony rappers who try to copy the style of Jedi Mind Tricks. They express their disdain for those who "bite" their style and call out the phoniness of their opponents. They also boast about their own abilities as lyricists and their commitment to real street knowledge.
The third verse is even more menacing, as the group flexes their lyrical muscles with lines full of violence and aggression. They threaten their enemies with physical harm, using phrases like "stick to the game" and "slicing your jaw." The lyrics paint a picture of a group that is willing to go to extreme lengths to maintain their position as the most talented and formidable force in the hip-hop scene.
Overall, "A Storm of Swords" is a powerful and uncompromising track that showcases Jedi Mind Tricks' incredible rapping abilities and their deep commitment to authentic street knowledge.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, serious syllable wordplay, verse spray
We're skilled rappers with clever rhymes and smooth delivery
Like a desert bird blaze, niggaz, where the curb lay
Just as a bird can create a fire in a dry desert, we bring a powerful force to where we live
Turn plagen, pretty shitty on a church day
Our hardships and struggles make even a holy day feel burdensome
Ya city my committee, tustle where the dirt stay
We rule the streets and fight for what we believe in
Smoke inside the cell dirt, tray's are undercovers
Prison guards are corrupt and we must hide our illegal activities
Old head feed kids, have to run the numbers
We have wise, experienced members in our crew who can make a living by gambling
Damn shame niggaz in my crew can't bang
It's disappointing that some members of our group can't handle physical violence
You the man, fame, here's my man frame, champagne
We don't care about being famous, here's a toast to our strong bond
Swig to the wig, Belle', vodka, hit my rib
We drink heavily and feel the alcohol's effects
Corona beers with a slice of lemon first dig
We enjoy a refreshing alcoholic beverage with a citrus twist
On an open mic, growl follows, space over night
Our performances on stage are intense and captivate the audience
Destroying your perimeter, players and prototypes
We're taking down those who oppose us, including established rappers and newbies
(High powers) lift through your soul, through die shower
Our powerful lyrics can give you a life-changing experience
Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars
We can revive your soul with our meaningful words, even if it comes at a high price
My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggaz childish
We're the most powerful and experienced group, others need to grow up
We grown folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge
We're mature adults with valuable streetwise insights
This animal rap, cannibal rap that we make
Our music is vicious and aggressive
I hate all, hate law and hate jake
We hate everyone, including the police
I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake
We despise anyone who acts fake or disingenuous
Cuz everybody bitin' the gods, a day late
Other rappers are copying our style too late
I maintain, handle beef Islamly
We handle disputes peacefully and respectfully
Manage my life calmly, like I was Gandhi
We live our lives with a peaceful and non-violent attitude, following in the footsteps of Gandhi
Fuckin' with Vinnie Paz, the one man army
Messing with Vinnie Paz is like picking a fight with an invincible army
It take a shack and metal tank to harm me
We're so strong, it would take a destructive force to hurt us
Come on b, why you trynna to build
Why do you want to fight us?
Why you trynna get ya whole entire family killed
Do you want your family to suffer because of your actions?
I'm the motherfuckin' that you had any skill
We're so skilled that it's no use trying to compete with us
With tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg drop
We can easily defeat our opponents, making their defeat feel as simple as cracking an egg
And put you in the figure-four leglock
We can physically dominate our opponents
And make ya head bop, cause we the rawest around
Our music is so good that it makes people want to dance
Surrender and quit (or I'ma let the venomous spit)
Give up or suffer the consequences of our venomous, aggressive rap style
Tremendous equip (we buggin' off the Hennessy sip)
We have powerful weapons and we're drinking alcohol to hype ourselves up
The weaponry hit (we hit you with the heavenly shit)
Our weapons are divine and powerful
Only reason you live (cuz we at the end of the clip)
You're only alive because we ran out of bullets
The energy split (young cats must be sick in the brain)
The younger generation must be mentally ill to oppose us
We hittin' the vain (cuz of y'all spittin' the same)
We're attacking you because you have the same style as everyone else
We shookin' the flame (and mounted all the chips in ya chain)
We're taking you down and taking all of your valuables
We stick to the game (ran and inflicted the pain)
We're sticking to our rap game and causing others to suffer
The stitches remain (and matter fact, we sonnin' y'all kids)
We're leaving scars on our enemies and proving that we're the top dogs
And after that we snatchin' up ya son and ya wiz
We're not done yet, we're coming for your family too
(We robbin' the kids, and puttin' metal slugs in ya wigs)
We're robbing children and hurting others
We stuck in the crib (frozen with your gut to the fridge)
We're trapped in a place and feeling hopeless
We cuttin' ya ribs (Jed Mind stifflin' y'all)
We're physically harming you and limiting your freedom of speech
It's right from the far (we pointin' fuckin' rifles at y'all
We're sniping you from a distance with deadly accuracy
You ain't icey at all, we provoke the sheisty to brawl)
We can easily provoke our enemies and make them become violent
If y'all sleep, Outerspace, slicin' ya jaw
If you let your guard down, we'll come after you and physically harm you
Y'all can't touch us, cause we ain't fuckin' around
We're far beyond the level of our opponents and they can't compete with us
And y'all can't fuck with us, or else we buckin' dem down
If anyone tries to oppose us, we'll ruthlessly take them down
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: KEVIN GORMAN BALDWIN, MARIO COLLAZO, VINCENT LUVINER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Edward Green
so fucking good, when vinne paz and planetary rap line after line it's just so sick
RestingRichFace
Stoupe is the genius here fam. Lyrics are dope but this beat is just too much ..damn damn damn.
ButtrapedByBigfoot
DigiDigi Tek I'd call it a 3 way tie
tnightwolf
When it comes to sample beats, it's really hard to get better than Stoupe!
Evan O'Reilly
Best samples by far
ARIF ALKADIR TV
This is tango, I think. A musical genre from Argentina.
Shroom Factory
La Cumparsita is the song
ARIF ALKADIR TV
Many props to Stoupe for repping his heritage and the Hispanic world with his sample selection.
dropagemonem
this is what i have noticed so many times and literally like 2 hours ago or so lmao.
Nick culbertson
A Mystical Musical Masterpiece