Contra featuring Killa Sha
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics


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The invincible huh? Yeah ya'll be seein it
It is what it is indeed Stoupie
Ya'll be knowin huh? Let 'em know

Hold the device tight, when it's time for a mic fight
You're a pagan tryin to battle someone who's Christ-like
The precise knight that smash you with a white pipe
Left you bleeding into the ocean under the night's light
Oh you hype right? Well meet the soul benders
Cop that or get shot at like goaltenders
You roll benches till playin fear was fair game
Ya'll got fucked up like sex on an airplane
That's why we can't change, we just ill
We blow trees, sip Ole E's and spit real
The clip's filled with the wraith that Cain saw
Then I slash with a leather mask and chainsaw
That's why the brain's raw, that's why your veins pour
That's why you copped my shit nine times at the same store
That's why you Entered the Dragon and got slashed
And that's why the Hologram counting up cash. What!?

"Lookin for rappers who wanna battle"
"Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad"
"The underground rapper who's wreckin"
"Whatever ya want yo, whatever ya like"

"Lookin for rappers who wanna battle"
"Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad"
"The underground rapper who's wreckin"
"Whatever ya want yo, whatever ya like"

Holocaust, rap javelin toss Killasha's the boss
I take what's yours, pour poison in your pores
I'm down for the cause my nigga, not "because"
My soul wasn't made to be lost, stop for the pause
I play 48 minutes hard without the calls
Slicin elbows through ya jaw, need I say more?
Facinating with 44s and foul whores
Large gram cookups, and the ill drug scores
My captivating verses, that'll open all doors
I soar like a condor ready for war, fuck the law!

"Raindrops on the ground"

"Lookin for rappers who wanna battle"
"Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad"
"The underground rapper who's wreckin"
"Whatever ya want yo, whatever ya like"

Ominous leave your brain matter painted on ya Stainmaster
Game of Death motherfucker we draft ya, semi-autograph ya
Keepin L's lit, sendin pellets through helmets
Shells hit, you and the fag you share a cell with
Takin niggas out thier element rhyme fighters
Divine writers, time travellers, Sliders
Pale niggas act jail lifers
Who tell the active nail biters with the 12s in thier diapers
Shoes never walk nor land, explore land
I expose my scrolls and code it in Fortran
Bullets graze ya wig kid, brushes with death
I let the iron clutch grip the bones in ya flesh
Playin on ya wrist like strings on a violin
Dyin in a blood pool wrestlin Leviathan




Fuckin wit Gods, Jedi Mind Tricks
Y'all suckas like niggas born without dicks

Overall Meaning

The song "Contra" by Jedi Mind Tricks featuring Killa Sha is a rap song that tells a story of aggression, power, and self-confidence. The first verse talks about holding the mic tight during a rap battle against pagan rappers who are not on the same level as the singer. The singer compares himself to someone who is Christ-like, emphasizing the strength of his rhymes. He also uses aggressive imagery, like smashing with a white pipe and using a chainsaw. The chorus repeats the line "Lookin for rappers who wanna battle," emphasizing the singer's desire for competition and showcasing his talent. The second verse is by Killa Sha, who describes being down for the cause and playing with strength and energy without hesitation. The end of the song includes a series of metaphors and boasts about being a god and a Jedi Mind Trick.


Line by Line Meaning

The invincible huh? Yeah ya'll be seein it
People clearly see my invincibility


It is what it is indeed Stoupie
The situation is what it is, no point in dwelling on it


Ya'll be knowin huh? Let 'em know
You know the situation, so make sure to share it with others


Hold the device tight, when it's time for a mic fight
Hold the microphone tightly when it's time to battle


You're a pagan tryin to battle someone who's Christ-like
You don't stand a chance when battling someone who has divine qualities like me


The precise knight that smash you with a white pipe
I am a skilled warrior who will defeat you effortlessly


Left you bleeding into the ocean under the night's light
I have hurt you so badly that you are left bleeding in the dark


Oh you hype right? Well meet the soul benders
You may think you're tough, but you haven't met people like us


Cop that or get shot at like goaltenders
Either buy our music or face the consequences of not supporting us


You roll benches till playin fear was fair game
You used to be fearless until we showed you what true fear is


Ya'll got fucked up like sex on an airplane
You messed up badly, just like the infamous airplane sex scandal


That's why we can't change, we just ill
We are so good at what we do that we don't need to change our style


We blow trees, sip Ole E's and spit real
We smoke marijuana, drink malt liquor, and rap honestly


The clip's filled with the wraith that Cain saw
Our guns are so powerful that they evoke biblical references


Then I slash with a leather mask and chainsaw
I will violently attack you with a chainsaw while wearing a leather mask


That's why the brain's raw, that's why your veins pour
Our music is so intense that it affects the listener's mind and body


That's why you copped my shit nine times at the same store
You bought our music so many times that the store probably knows you by name


That's why you Entered the Dragon and got slashed
You tried to fight like Bruce Lee and ended up getting hurt badly


And that's why the Hologram counting up cash. What!?
Our music is so successful that we're making money effortlessly


"Lookin for rappers who wanna battle"
We're searching for other rappers to compete against


"Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad"
Other rappers don't realize how good we are


"The underground rapper who's wreckin"
We're the talented underground rapper who is dominating the scene


"Whatever ya want yo, whatever ya like"
We can rap about anything and still impress our audience


Holocaust, rap javelin toss Killasha's the boss
We are powerful warriors in the rap game, and Killasha is the leader


I take what's yours, pour poison in your pores
I will take what belongs to you and harm you physically


I'm down for the cause my nigga, not "because"
I am dedicated to my mission, not just because it benefits me


My soul wasn't made to be lost, stop for the pause
I have a higher purpose in life and I won't let it go to waste


I play 48 minutes hard without the calls
I work hard without needing any breaks or assistance


Slicin elbows through ya jaw, need I say more?
I am so strong that I can damage you without even trying


Facinating with 44s and foul whores
I am fascinated with guns and prostitutes


Large gram cookups, and the ill drug scores
I am involved in large-scale drug operations


My captivating verses, that'll open all doors
My music is so good that it will open new opportunities for me


I soar like a condor ready for war, fuck the law!
I am prepared for anything, even if it means going against the law


"Raindrops on the ground"
It's raining outside


"Lookin for rappers who wanna battle"
We're searching for other rappers to compete against


"Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad"
Other rappers don't realize how good we are


"The underground rapper who's wreckin"
We're the talented underground rapper who is dominating the scene


"Whatever ya want yo, whatever ya like"
We can rap about anything and still impress our audience


Ominous leave your brain matter painted on ya Stainmaster
I will harm you so severely that your brains will be splattered on the floor


Game of Death motherfucker we draft ya, semi-autograph ya
We control the game of life and death, and we can harm you in any way we want


Keepin L's lit, sendin pellets through helmets
We are smoking marijuana and shooting bullets through helmets


Shells hit, you and the fag you share a cell with
We will harm you and your cellmate who we see as weak


Takin niggas out thier element rhyme fighters
We will defeat other rappers even when they are at their best


Divine writers, time travellers, Sliders
Our music is so good that it's like we have divine powers


Pale niggas act jail lifers
White people try to act like they're tough even though they've never been to jail


Who tell the active nail biters with the 12s in thier diapers
White people are bragging to others who are immature and unprepared


Shoes never walk nor land, explore land
White people don't know what it's like to struggle and experience new things


I expose my scrolls and code it in Fortran
I reveal my inner thoughts and feelings through my music


Bullets graze ya wig kid, brushes with death
Bullets will harm you and barely miss you, putting you in danger


I let the iron clutch grip the bones in ya flesh
I will hurt you so badly that it will feel like my grip is crushing your bones


Playin on ya wrist like strings on a violin
I will control you and your fate like a musician controls their instrument


Dyin in a blood pool wrestlin Leviathan
You will die violently and alone


Fuckin wit Gods, Jedi Mind Tricks
If you mess with us, you're messing with divine beings


Y'all suckas like niggas born without dicks
You are foolish and weak, just like someone who is born without male genitalia




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: KEVIN GORMAN BALDWIN, SHANNON ADAM LARKIN, TRAVIS JAMES BOSTICK, VINCENT LUVINER

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LYRICS:

[Killa Sha]
The invincible huh? Yeah ya'll be seeing it
It is what it is indeed Stoupie
Ya'll be knowing huh? Let 'em know

[Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
Hold the device tight, when it's time for a mic fight
You're a pagan trying to battle someone who's Christ-like
The precise knight that smash you with a white pipe
Left you bleeding into the ocean under the night's light
Oh you hype right? Well meet the soul benders
Cop that or get shot at like goaltenders
You roll benches till playing fear was fair game
Ya'll got fucked up like sex on an airplane
That's why we can't change, we just ill
We blow trees, sip Ole E's and spit real
The clip's filled with the wrath that Cain saw
Then I slash with a leather mask and chainsaw
That's why the brain's raw, that's why your veins pour
That's why you copped my shit nine times at the same store
That's why you Entered the Dragon and got slashed
And that's why the Hologram counting up cash. What!?

[Hook]
Looking for rappers who wanna battle
Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad
The underground rapper who's wrecking
Whatever ya want yo, whatever ya like


[Killasha]
Holocaust, rap javelin toss Killasha's the boss
I take what's yours, pour poison in your pores
I'm down for the cause my nigga, not "because"
My soul wasn't made to be lost, stop for the pause
I play 48 minutes hard without the calls
Slicing elbows through ya jaw, need I say more?
Fascinated with 44's and foul whores
Large gram cook-ups, and the ill drug scores
My captivating verses, that'll open all doors
I soar like a condor ready for war, fuck the law!
[Sample: distorted] "raindrops on the ground"

[Hook]

[Jus Allah]
Ominous leave your brain matter painted on ya Stainmaster
Game of Death motherfucker we draft ya, semi-autograph ya
Keeping L's lit, sending pellets through helmets
Shells hit, you and the fag you share a cell with
Taking niggas out their element, rhyme fighters
Divine writers, time travelers, Sliders
Pale niggas act jail lifers
Who tell the active nail biters with the 12's in their diapers
Shoes never walk nor land, explore land
I expose my scrolls and code it in Fortran
Bullets graze ya wig kid, brushes with death
I let the iron clutch grip the bones in ya flesh
Playing on ya wrist like strings on a violin
Dying in a blood pool wrestling Leviathan
Fucking wit Gods, Jedi Mind Tricks
Ya'll suckas like niggas born without dicks



Viktor Heredy

Ok. Haters of the "for press use only.." #1, no fucking way the YouTube made me pause the music to music to make this comment. I won't believe it.
#2. THAT SHIT WAS DOPE
#3. First verse, "For pre--"
#4. SO SICK
#5. well fucking done
#6. I will laugh from now on every time I hear "for press use only"
#7. Well done
#8. So as soon as I hit post music will commence? Christ. Maybe a reflection during posting is good? On that note, alchemist good book. You're welcome. Israeli salad. Woof.
#9. Anyone still listening?
#10. Oink



All comments from YouTube:

187Wretched

this beat alone would put all current producers in their graves

The Virus

Broooo!!!! 😱😱😱😱

Markus K

Except maybe for madlib, and the alchemist

Drew F

Markus K lord quas son... I’m sure you know

Chevy Buick

@Drew F nope😒

Plissken94th

Markus K he current now but he’ll always remain underground, his work with Freddie is nothing but phenomenal. But madlib been around, this statement I don’t think even touches him

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chilli kai

i swear vinnie paz is the most underrated rapper of all time, lyrical purity

Simo Häyhä 🇫🇮

This album is in my top 5 greatest Rap Albums ever.Pure fire.

thedamndekay

What are your other 4?

tomazō2

Nas Illmatic, Krs1 Criminal minded, Wu-Tang 36 Chambers, Damian Marley Distant relatives, this one...
I most likely already forgot all of the other favorites...
I also love Linkin Park's Hybrid's Theory and it counts a little because Mike Shinoda also does rap. 😂😂
I know nobody asked me, I just wanted to tell you.
Anyway y'all... what's yours favorites?
Yeah oh dear lord, 12 inches of Snow of course. 😊

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