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.
Animal Rap
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics
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You know the Don's armed wit sixteen
And I go hard for the big cream, the whips and the carriage
Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, switchin' the fabrics
Pull up wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hittin' the hazards
Spot a bitch wit that Cris habit, I gotta have it
Fuck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage
Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish
Dick get lathered to the thick baptist
Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance
It's drama to the finish, but the llama to your appendix (aiight)
And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)
This where the buck stops, fuck props
Buck shots at the top money, what the fuck you forgot?
Thought I was done and wasn't thuggin' the block?
Still real, bustin' the glock
Put it where you could see it (blao) what up now?
(Chorus) (Scratching)
Sample of Mike Tyson speaking
[Mike Tyson]
People always talkin' bout I'm being loud and ruckus
I'm talkin' rogus because I'm angry, you know?
I'm angry about my experiences and all the things that I been through
See everyone else has the right to be angry
But this is just the way I express myself
(So, you ready to fight??)
[Vinnie Paz]
Yo, bust a motherfuckin' gat to this
Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholics
I rap in Arabic, so my message is just immaculate
My rap a lab-a-rynth, drink a forty and blaze a sack to it
My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it
I'm surly, miserable cat that slap shorties
Looks kinda resemble that of fat Pauly
I don't even clap, young boy, he claps for me
Chain hang down to my dick, I'm that gaudy
I don't even fuck wit you cats, you rap poorly
I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny
Wit a wack army, we barkin' at you
And Vinnie Paz holds a hammer like a carpenter do
You should understand that I ain't really fuckin' around
And if you don't, you gonna find your body stuffed in the ground
We buckin' em down, 'cause that's how wrong my life is
Y'all don't understand how fuckin' strong my wife is
I'm from a time where every song was righteous
Before rap was just a swarm of white kids
And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness, or just another victim to the
Pawns and sheisters
I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers
And let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless
What!!! Fuckin' Vinnie Paz daddy!!!! (Yeah!!!)
(Chorus) (Scratching)
Sample of Mike Tyson speaking
[Mike Tyson]
And I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waist my life
Cause when I die I'm going to paradise
So I'm not worried, and I'm in a hurry to die
Cause I'm not gonna let nobody disrespect me
And make comments about me without me retaliating
The lyrics of Animal Rap by Jedi Mind Tricks are a fierce and raw expression of the rappers' lives and experiences, with a focus on their struggles and triumphs. Kool G Rap raps about his luxurious lifestyle, rolling into clubs and pulling up with fancy cars and clothes. He brags about his drug deals, and his dealings with women, who are only after him for his wealth. He calls himself a legend, and notes that he is the reason why others choose to be thugs. He warns others to not forget the money, and that he is still real and still busting. Vinnie Paz follows up, rapping about his anger and misery, and his ability to accurately hit his marks. He notes that his aim is to take out his enemies and he compares himself to a surly, miserable cat. He has a bone to pick with everyone who doubts him, and he uses his music to get his message across to the world.
The lyrics are deep and authentic, and speak to the struggles and hardships that these rappers have experienced over the years. They are full of bravado and confidence but also contain a warning and an insistence that they should not be underestimated. This song was released in 2004, and it became an instant classic within the underground hip-hop scene. It has since become an anthem for those who are trying to make something of themselves, regardless of the obstacles in their way.
Line by Line Meaning
You know the Don's armed wit sixteen
The Don is well-equipped with an impressive set of weaponry.
And I go hard for the big cream, the whips and the carriage
I go all out for the big money, fancy cars, and luxury lifestyle.
Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, switchin' the fabrics
I play ball like the New York Knicks and the Dallas Mavericks, switching up my style with different fabrics.
Pull up wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hittin' the hazards
I arrive with some big, high-end stuff, like a lieutenant, causing a commotion with my arrival.
Spot a bitch wit that Cris habit, I gotta have it
I see a woman who loves Cristal champagne, and I want to have her.
Fuck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage
I have sex with a girl and send her out of town with a kilogram of drugs in her luggage.
Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish
I go to where the clubs are, where rich people party and drink large amounts of alcohol.
She only lick dick status to get cabbage
She only performs oral sex for money to pay for her luxuries.
Dick get lathered to the thick baptist
The sexual act is performed with enthusiasm and to great satisfaction.
Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance
Who is the new face of the mafia underworld? Giancana, seeking revenge.
It's drama to the finish, but the llama to your appendix (aiight)
It's a dramatic fight to the end, but I'm armed with a gun aimed at your appendix, ready to finish you off.
And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood
When I shoot the gun, the bullets will season your blood with gunpowder.
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)
I'm a living legend, the very reason why you are a gangster.
This where the buck stops, fuck props
This is where it all ends, forget praise and compliments.
Buck shots at the top money, what the fuck you forgot?
I shoot shots at anyone at the top of their profession; what did you forget about me?
Thought I was done and wasn't thuggin' the block?
Did you think I was done with gang activity and not present on the streets?
Still real, bustin' the glock
I'm still out here being authentic, willing to shoot a gun.
Put it where you could see it (blao) what up now?
I show you my weapon where you can see it (gunshot sound); what do you have to say now?
People always talkin' bout I'm being loud and ruckus
There are people who say that I'm being loud and disruptive.
I'm talkin' rogus because I'm angry, you know?
I speak aggressively because I am filled with anger.
I'm angry about my experiences and all the things that I been through
I am angry because of all the negative things that have happened to me.
See everyone else has the right to be angry
Everyone has the right to be angry and express themselves.
But this is just the way I express myself
However, this is how I choose to communicate my feelings.
(So, you ready to fight??)
(Are you prepared to fight?)
Yo, bust a motherfuckin' gat to this
Listen up, and ready your gun.
Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholics
You all believe in false truths, like devout Catholics.
I rap in Arabic, so my message is just immaculate
I rap in Arabic, making my message perfect and flawless.
My rap a lab-a-rynth, drink a forty and blaze a sack to it
My rap is complex and intricate, while I drink malt liquor and smoke marijuana.
My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it
I have excellent accuracy when shooting a gun, able to blow brains out from the back of the head.
I'm surly, miserable cat that slap shorties
I'm a surly and cantankerous man who hits on girls.
Looks kinda resemble that of fat Pauly
I resemble Fat Pauly, a character from a movie.
I don't even clap, young boy, he claps for me
I don't even have to shoot a gun; my henchman does it for me.
Chain hang down to my dick, I'm that gaudy
My chain hangs low, an ostentatious display of wealth.
I don't even fuck wit you cats, you rap poorly
I don't even associate with you because you are terrible at rapping.
I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny
I don't even waste my time shooting at you because you are so lame.
Wit a wack army, we barkin' at you
With a terrible squad, we are still trying to intimidate you.
And Vinnie Paz holds a hammer like a carpenter do
Vinnie Paz is holding a gun like a carpenter holds a hammer.
You should understand that I ain't really fuckin' around
You need to understand that I'm not joking or playing around.
And if you don't, you gonna find your body stuffed in the ground
If you don't understand, you will find yourself buried in the ground.
We buckin' em down, 'cause that's how wrong my life is
We are shooting and killing people, because my life is so messed up.
Y'all don't understand how fuckin' strong my wife is
You don't realize how strong and resilient my wife is.
I'm from a time where every song was righteous
I'm from a time when every song had a good message or positive meaning.
Before rap was just a swarm of white kids
Before rap became dominated by white people.
And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness, or just another victim to the Pawns and sheisters
You are either seeing the rise of a new era in rap or falling victim to the phonies and swindlers.
I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers
I will let a bunch of snakes eat your dead body.
And let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless
I'll let them suck the blood until you are lifeless and completely drained.
Fuckin' Vinnie Paz daddy!!!! (Yeah!!!)
This is Vinnie Paz, badass! (Yeah!)
And I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waist my life
I am not afraid of dying, nor wasting my life.
Cause when I die I'm going to paradise
I know I will go to heaven when I die.
So I'm not worried, and I'm in a hurry to die
I'm not worried about dying, in fact, I'm eager for it.
Cause I'm not gonna let nobody disrespect me
Because I will not allow anyone to disrespect me.
And make comments about me without me retaliating
And not suffer the consequences of their words, without my retaliation.
Sample of Mike Tyson speaking
An audio sample of Mike Tyson speaking.
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@bigdoodoo8351
Feb 2024 still bumpin
@damsonemusic5125
Me too 🤙
@maxrap1015
18 years ago today.. one of the best albums ever.
@dnero6911
shit, you're making me feel old.
@tnsjkalisjk5305
Obviously 2024 🔥
@AF-Twice
I like how Stoupe adds in those screams of death everytime someone spits an ill line.
@connormcgregor2329
Hi yo do you have anything cool rap wise?
@Jayten3000
This song literally changed my life.
On the way to school one morning my brother played this and my mind was blown.
Found out they were performing at “ Rock The Bells”, downloaded everyone on the bill off Limewire.
That moment alone opened up my eyes to what music could be and even bigger than that, opened up my eyes to the world.
Always come back every once in a while to relieve that moment .
@level_ken5231
Yes, my JMT discovery was at the height of my limewire days.... great nostalgia, great shit
@panthersprung5161
good stuff