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The ninth studio album "The Bridge and The Abyss" was released on 22 June, 2018.
And So It Burns
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics
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You frontin' style to me
It's war when the beat drop
Just another mothafucka gonna see pac
You the type that'll run when the heat pop
The type that'll hide a gun when he see cops
But not me, I'll aim a thirty-eight at the crown
Yeah, and then I'll laugh at the widow
Then my man stoupe blast through the window
Foul when I was young but I survived karma
Drop bombs like a be -25 on ya
Yeah, it's vietnam in the trenches
Just keep my seat warm on the benches
I run with wild puerto ricans that hit L's
And study classical verses by *Big L*
We came up in the game at the same time
And read one-hundred-fifty rappers with the same rhyme
Yeah, yeah, uh huh
I'm a motherfuckin' baboon
Hit you with thirty seven stab wounds
Bury your body deep in earth inside a black tomb
You scared of the rain, you fear weather
I'm hardcore like pall-bearer in sheer terror
I'll be ready for war with suede timbs on
Y'all ain't ready to brawl until Vin's gone
Won't stop till you dead in hell
Vinnie Paz, mega-child daddy (eh-grendel?)
This bread we fail, yeah, because the beast in all this
I was rockin' Diadoras while you was eatin' porridge
I was listenin' to the *Hilltop Hustlers*
While you was duckin from sounds of popped mufflers
You was playin' little games with your fathers
I was robbin' mothafuckas for they Starters*
You a novice, and I'm a old vet
And I was there when the heavens and the globe met
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Yeah
You ain't safe if the bomb exists
So I side with the Vietnamese communists
If you wit me mothafucka raise your arm and fist
And we can bust a fuckin' cap and see if God exists
I scarred your wrist, with a poisonous rusty razor
If its Jedi Mind Tricks then it must be flavour
And it ain't safe no more
Ain't safe in the mothafuckin' place no more
Get laced in your upper-body, face and jaw
You the type of fagget we ain't got the patience for
We break the law, while we pay our respects to Allah
But if it's beef then we be sprayin' your neck with a four
I love to hear the sound of a corpse drop
So protect your fuckin' neck like a cough drop
I let the four shot, from different latitudes
So keep it movin' like a bitch that got an attitude
The lyrics of Jedi Mind Tricks's song And So It Burns depict violence and aggression. The singer describes himself as a tough man, ready to fight and kill at any given moment. He considers himself to be exceptional, distinct from those who would hide a gun when they see cops or run when there's a threat. He's unafraid and willing to face consequences — aiming a .38 at someone's crown and showing up at their funeral to mock the widow. His metaphors are violent, stating that he will bury their body deep in the earth inside a black tomb with thirty-seven stab wounds. The song is a reflection of the artist's past when he was a troubled youth.
The artist also claims that he has been in a game for a long time and has faced 150 rappers with the same rhyme. He speaks about his history of robbing people for their jackets, while others played games with their fathers. He asserts his authority as an old vet, in comparison to those who are novices. The verse finale describes that the singer is willing to side with the Vietnamese communists and is not afraid to die in battle. In the end, the artist is willing to engage in violence and is fearless when it comes to life and death.
Line by Line Meaning
You frontin' style to me
You're pretending to be something you're not when you're around me
It's war when the beat drop
Things get intense and aggressive when the music starts playing
Just another mothafucka gonna see pac
You're just another person who's going to suffer violent consequences like Tupac did
You the type that'll run when the heat pop
You're the kind of person who will flee and abandon others when things get dangerous
The type that'll hide a gun when he see cops
You're the type that will hide something incriminating when the police arrive
But not me, I'll aim a thirty-eight at the crown
I am not like you, I will retaliate and aim a gun at your head
Show up the next day at the wake and frown
I will display my lack of remorse and attend your funeral with a serious expression
Yeah, and then I'll laugh at the widow
I will have a cruel sense of humor and find joy in the suffering of others
Then my man stoupe blast through the window
My associate Stoupe will break in through the window with force
Foul when I was young but I survived karma
I have done bad things in the past, but I have not yet faced the consequences
Drop bombs like a be-25 on ya
I will unleash verbal attacks on you with deadly precision
Yeah, it's vietnam in the trenches
The situation is dangerous and chaotic, like being in the middle of a war
Just keep my seat warm on the benches
I am biding my time and waiting for the right moment to act
I run with wild puerto ricans that hit L's
I associate with Puerto Ricans who smoke marijuana cigarettes (L's) and who are unpredictable
And study classical verses by *Big L*
We listen to and analyze rap music from an influential artist (Big L)
We came up in the game at the same time
We all started our careers in the rap industry around the same time
And read one-hundred-fifty rappers with the same rhyme
We are familiar with many rappers who use similar styles and techniques
I'm a motherfuckin' baboon
I am a fierce and aggressive person
Hit you with thirty seven stab wounds
I am capable of inflicting brutal physical harm on someone
Bury your body deep in earth inside a black tomb
I would go to extreme lengths to dispose of a victim's body, even burying them in a hidden location
You scared of the rain, you fear weather
You are easily frightened and lack courage when faced with adversity
I'm hardcore like pall-bearer in sheer terror
I am extremely intense and frightening, like someone who carries a coffin at a funeral
I'll be ready for war with suede timbs on
I am always prepared for conflict, even when dressed casually
Y'all ain't ready to brawl until Vin's gone
My absence is necessary for others to feel confident enough to fight
Won't stop till you dead in hell
I will not cease my violent actions until you are dead and condemned to eternal suffering
Vinnie Paz, mega-child daddy (eh-grendel?)
My name is Vinnie Paz and I am a prolific performer with a lot of offspring (questioning whether this relates to the monster named Grendel in Beowulf)
This bread we fail, yeah, because the beast in all this
We are not successful in our endeavors because we are aggressive and violent
I was rockin' Diadoras while you was eatin' porridge
I have always been stylish and fashionable, even when others were not
I was listenin' to the *Hilltop Hustlers*
I was a fan of a Philadelphia-based hip hop group called the Hilltop Hustlers
While you was duckin from sounds of popped mufflers
While others were busy avoiding danger, I was focused on my interests and hobbies
You was playin' little games with your fathers
You had a sheltered and naive childhood that involved playing with family
I was robbin' mothafuckas for they Starters*
I have a criminal history of stealing clothing items from others
You a novice, and I'm a old vet
You are inexperienced and I am a seasoned veteran
And I was there when the heavens and the globe met
I have been present for significant historical moments and events
You ain't safe if the bomb exists
No one is truly safe in the world if weapons of mass destruction exist
So I side with the Vietnamese communists
I support the political ideology and actions of the communist party in Vietnam
If you wit me mothafucka raise your arm and fist
If you support my views and beliefs, raise your arm and fist in solidarity
And we can bust a fuckin' cap and see if God exists
We can engage in violent behavior and see if there are any divine consequences
I scarred your wrist, with a poisonous rusty razor
I have inflicted harm upon your wrist using a dangerous weapon
If its Jedi Mind Tricks then it must be flavour
If it's our music, then it must be of high quality and unique flavor
And it ain't safe no more
The world has become more dangerous and unstable
Ain't safe in the mothafuckin' place no more
No location is completely safe anymore
Get laced in your upper-body, face and jaw
I will attack you in multiple areas of your body, causing serious injuries
You the type of fagget we ain't got the patience for
You have qualities and behaviors that we cannot tolerate or deal with
We break the law, while we pay our respects to Allah
We break legal rules and regulations, but remain faithful to our religious beliefs
But if it's beef then we be sprayin' your neck with a four
If there is a conflict or challenge, we will use a firearm to attack you
I love to hear the sound of a corpse drop
I derive pleasure from being involved in and hearing about violent deaths
So protect your fuckin' neck like a cough drop
You need to guard your neck and be careful, just like how you would protect a sore throat with a cough drop
I let the four shot, from different latitudes
I will shoot a gun from various angles and positions
So keep it movin' like a bitch that got an attitude
If you don't want to face the consequences of being near me, then move on quickly like someone with a negative attitude
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: KEVIN GORMAN BALDWIN, VINCENT LUVINER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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[Verse 1]
You funny style to me, it's war when the beat drop
Just another motherfucker gon' see Pac
You the type that'll run when the heat pop
The type that'll hide a gun when he see cops
But not me, I'll aim a .38 at the crown
Show up the next day at the wake and frown
Yeah, and then I'll laugh at the widow
And my man Stoupe blast through the window
Foul when I was young but I survived karma
Drop bombs like a B-25 on ya
Yeah, it's Vietnam in the trenches
Just keep my seat warm on the benches
I run with wild Puerto Ricans that hit L's
And study classical verses by Big L
We came up in the game at the same time
And beat a hundred fifty rappers with the same rhyme
[Hook, samples]
When touch a microphone I usually rock it
Those that don't like it, then you're psychotic
It's on 'til the death, 'til we settle the score
Bust off, we bust back strapped ready for war, what
Been down for years rockin ten for ten ? take your whole damn clan?
[Verse 2]
I'm a mothafuckin baboon
Hit you with thirty-seven stab wounds
Bury your body deep in earth inside a black tomb
You scared of the rain, you fair-weather
I'm hardcore like Paul Bearer in sheer terror
I'll be ready for war with suede Timbs on
Y'all ain't ready to brawl until Vin's gone
Won't stop till you dead in Hell
Vinnie Paz, mega-child daddy, Ed Rendell
Was bred to fail, yeah, because the beast in all us
I was rocking Diadoras while you was eating porridge
I was listening to the Hilltop Hustlers
While you was ducking from sounds of popped mufflers
You was playing little games with your fathers
I was robbing motherfuckers for they Starters
You a novice and I'm a old vet
And I was there when the heavens and the globe met
[Hook, samples]
When I touch a microphone I usually rock it
Those that don't like it, then you're psychotic
It's on 'til the death 'til we settle the score
Bust off, we bust back strapped ready for war, what
Been down for years rockin ten for ten ? take your whole damn clan?
[Verse 3]
We ain't safe if the bomb exists
So I side with the Vietnamese Communists
If you with me motherfucker raise your arm and fist
And we can bust a fucking cap and see if God exists
I scarred your wrist, with a poisonous rusty razor
If it's Jedi Mind Tricks then it must be flavour
And it ain't safe no more
Ain't safe in the motherfucking place no more
Get laced in your upper body, face and jaw
You the type of faggot we ain't got the patience for
We break the law, while we pay our respect to Allah
But if it's beef then we be spraying your neck with a four
I love to hear the sound of a corpse drop
So protect your fucking neck like a cough drop
I'm licking four shots from different latitudes
So keep it moving like a bitch that got an attitude
Source: https://genius.com/Jedi-mind-tricks-and-so-it-burns-lyrics
@Mastakilla1881
WTF! Why classic music with rap every time sounds so fitting brutal perfect. Espacially this caliber of rap.
@SirZapdos
This is the song I play for people I meet who "don't like rap that much". This track changes their minds, and right quick.
@jiggzstarr
One of the hardest beats from JMT
@danielblake1537
Def agree!!! Stoupe's a fucking monster on these beats
@pepepez6335
The way he flipped that orchestra sample is crazy.!!!
@GoofTroop5150
Stoupe the enemy beats w/ Paz on em is ridiculous
@dougstyles
This requires a dope system to listen to💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥
@_chrome_hearts_
still coming back to this fucking masterpiece
@jersseyrademann9824
vinnie killed this shit god damn it
@proregeRotzak
Lupe used the intro of this album on his ep, if you didn't know it's just called Lupe Fiasco - Jedi Mind Tricks