Beyond the Gates of Hell
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics


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Yes, just infest, the best is I
Leave you, stretched on the sket, in Bedford-Stuy
With a, lead to eject, but I bet it's I
Did that, like a rat, you testify

Niggaz like what's the matter with Sean?
I'm like nothing, just thinkin' of a verse
That can shatter the song, foreign bitches
Know the stamina strong, 20 g's for the pictures

Stay in the country, so I married the mob
Don, thirty-two, but the game is 12
And the fifth for these funny niggaz; Dave Chappelle
When Run-DMC was fuckin' Raising Hell

I was on the run from d's, these raised in hell
Kinda broke, couldn't raise the bell
Caught by many, broke two fuckin' arms, son, engage for bail
Beat the case, got my big gauge, back as well

With rap, you can sing such amazing tales, nigga
Ya'll niggaz bust my web, heat pop
Niggaz cut ya dreads, 'cause ya'll scared
Rockin' and rollin', guns and roses

Pockets is swollen, son is holding
Sean P, I'm the master of ceremony
That's blastin' at every phony ass rapper that ever know me
Niggaz act like they ready for war

Get slapped with the tool, wake up bitch, get ready for school, one

[Chorus 2X: Vinnie Paz]
We in this game for the money and the long life
Whether we battle with the gats or it's all mics
We can rumble with the bats or the long pipes
Vinnie Paz, it's a wrap, with Sean Price

[Vinnie Paz]
I'm more powerful than Gargamel, guard ya grill
And you'll be starved and killed
It's hard to build, when God revel
That you eat lard for meals
So as the saga builds, we need raw shit
We need EPMD to drop more shit
The hardcore shit, bang out, bust a gat
The '84 shit, how they now hustle crackc
We build and we destroy until the sun rock
Until we hear the sounds of the last gun shot
But I'mma ride until the wheels falls off
Til the high in these last few pills wear off
You failed with frost, pussy rap, filled and crossed
Sellin' bags of that raw shit filled with salt
I kill ya thoughts, with a nine MA eagle
Make me sick to my stomach, like ya'll gay people
I'mma slay evil, that's what Allah likes
Vinnie Paz, Jedi Mind Tricks, Sean Price





[Chorus 2X]

Overall Meaning

In "Beyond The Gates Of Pain," Jedi Mind Tricks featuring Sean Price, the song is a reflection on the gritty, street life. The lyrics reveal the harsh realities of urban living, where violence and drugs are rampant. The first verse starts off with the singer boasting about his power and dominance in the streets. He threatens his enemies with violence and death, illustrating his readiness to protect his turf. Sean Price’s verse focuses on his fame and lifestyle as a rapper. He flaunts his money and ability to attract foreign women, juxtaposing his experiences with the harsh urban life he's also cognizant of. The chorus is a declaration of the participants in the rap game for money and fame. In this world, there are two paths to succeed- through music or Weapons.


In Vinnie Paz's verse, he boasts about his impressive musical abilities while tying in the street life influence he has. He talks about how hard it is to build a name in the industry, likening it to the difficulty of living a hard life on the streets. He speaks on the need for raw, genuine content, and how it’s needed in the rap game. He mentions the importance of acknowledging one's origins and not forgetting where they come from while succeeding. Finally, he ties everything together with Sean Price in unity, riding their careers until the wheels fall off. Overall, the song portrays the harsh realities of the street and music industry, the need for survival, and the importance of staying true to oneself.


Line by Line Meaning

Yes, just infest, the best is I
I am the best rapper and I dominate the competition


Leave you, stretched on the sket, in Bedford-Stuy
I will leave you beaten and injured in the rough area of Bedford-Stuyvesant


With a, lead to eject, but I bet it's I
I have a gun to shoot you with, and I am confident that I will win


Did that, like a rat, you testify
I will make you confess like a snitch and betray your own kind


Niggaz like what's the matter with Sean?
People ask what's wrong with me


I'm like nothing, just thinkin' of a verse
I'm just thinking of some lyrics to rap


That can shatter the song, foreign bitches
My lyrics are so good, they can break the whole song and impress foreign women


Know the stamina strong, 20 g's for the pictures
I have a lot of energy and can perform well, and I get paid well for my photos


Stay in the country, so I married the mob
I stay in the country and work with the mafia


Don, thirty-two, but the game is 12
I am a boss at the age of 32, but the game is only at its beginning stage


And the fifth for these funny niggaz; Dave Chappelle
I will shoot these funny people who think they can play with me like Dave Chappelle


When Run-DMC was fuckin' Raising Hell
I was around when the famous rap group Run-DMC was performing their album Raising Hell


I was on the run from d's, these raised in hell
I was running from the police, who are as evil as hell


Kinda broke, couldn't raise the bell
I was poor and could not afford anything


Caught by many, broke two fuckin' arms, son, engage for bail
I was caught by many people and even broke my arms while trying to escape, and had to pay for bail


Beat the case, got my big gauge, back as well
I won the case and got my gun back too


With rap, you can sing such amazing tales, nigga
Rap allows us to tell fascinating stories


Ya'll niggaz bust my web, heat pop
You guys are trying to mess with my plans and make things worse


Niggaz cut ya dreads, 'cause ya'll scared
You guys are so scared that even your dreads are being cut


Rockin' and rollin', guns and roses
We are living fast-paced lives, full of guns and violence


Pockets is swollen, son is holding
We have a lot of money and are carrying guns


Sean P, I'm the master of ceremony
I am the best rapper and control the stage


That's blastin' at every phony ass rapper that ever know me
I am calling out fake rappers who try to be like me


Niggaz act like they ready for war
People pretend like they are ready for war


Get slapped with the tool, wake up bitch, get ready for school, one
I will hit you with my gun and make you realize that you are not ready for real war


We in this game for the money and the long life
We are in the rap game for financial gain and longevity


Whether we battle with the gats or it's all mics
We can either have rap battles or use guns to settle our problems


We can rumble with the bats or the long pipes
We can fight with baseball bats or long guns


Vinnie Paz, it's a wrap, with Sean Price
Our performance is complete and we have done our best


I'm more powerful than Gargamel, guard ya grill
I am more powerful than the character Gargamel from the cartoon Smurfs, so you should beware


And you'll be starved and killed
You will suffer and die if you mess with me


It's hard to build, when God revel
It is difficult to succeed when God is against you


That you eat lard for meals
You are so poor that you have to eat cheap and unhealthy food


So as the saga builds, we need raw shit
As the story develops, we need to bring our real and authentic selves


We need EPMD to drop more shit
We want the rap group EPMD to produce more music


The hardcore shit, bang out, bust a gat
We need more hardcore rap with guns and violence


The '84 shit, how they now hustle crack
We reminisce about the days of 1984 and how people were selling crack


We build and we destroy until the sun rock
We create and destroy until the end of time


Until we hear the sounds of the last gun shot
Until the very end when the last shot is fired


But I'mma ride until the wheels falls off
I will continue to do this until the very end


Til the high in these last few pills wear off
Until I am no longer high on drugs


You failed with frost, pussy rap, filled and crossed
You have failed with your smooth and weak rap, and have been defeated


Sellin' bags of that raw shit filled with salt
You are selling fake drugs that are worthless


I kill ya thoughts, with a nine MA eagle
I will destroy your thoughts and ideas with my powerful gun


Make me sick to my stomach, like ya'll gay people
You disgust me like gay people make me sick


I'mma slay evil, that's what Allah likes
I will conquer evil, and that is what Allah wants


Vinnie Paz, Jedi Mind Tricks, Sean Price
We are Vinnie Paz, Jedi Mind Tricks, and Sean Price - the best rap group out there




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: KEVIN GORMAN BALDWIN, SEAN DU VAL PRINCE, VINCENT LUVINER

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Shawn T

whats the matter with sean, nothing, thinking of a verse to shatter this song...

Do Cat

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hardweak1

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