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.
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The ninth studio album "The Bridge and The Abyss" was released on 22 June, 2018.
Merchant of War
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics
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Official pistol gang, we be the reapers of war
It doesn't mean that you're welcome, 'cause you're kicking the door
I'm the boss, why you filing grievances for?
Graph writers use the thump out toys
Keep em both eyes open for them jump out boys
I will body motherfuckers if they pump that noise
Been down since Disco 3, become fat boys
'Cause Vinnie in the hood like I'm fixing your car
I'm the overlord, I don't need permission from y'all
I get a migraine every time I listen to y'all
Listen, y'all ain't never living the best
With em hollow tip bullets spit quicker than Ritz
The nine always concealed, I'm letting his bitch breathe
Your body gonna be mistaken for Swiss cheese
The front and the back, what you want, where you at?
When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap
Where the blunt where the gat?
Where the funk where the strap?
When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap
This another hell storm, point blank, male born
The ambulance take you away and not care gone
Dirt weed in a backpack full of Krylon
Move rock for y'all without seeing the pylon
None of y'all could ever be on the level that I'm on
Traveling trajectories with crystals made of ion
Jeffrey Hunter need to find another place to die on
I don't know what drugs y'all motherfuckers high on
Whoever told you, you should do it, gave you bad advice
I'mma put a few in you then blast you in the afterlife
You ain't even half as nice, bloodier than passion Christ
You want a body, give me a pen, a bottle and glass of ice
I'mma do it my way, fish and edamame
Chase of every fine glass of wine with a latte
My music age well like it's related to Shadai
Vinnie put a few shots into you like Bombay
The front and the back, what you want, where you at?
When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap
Where the blunt, where the gat?
Where the funk, where the strap?
When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap
The lyrics of Jedi Mind Tricks's song Merchant of War narrate a story of a gangster who is notorious for wielding a pistol and is a merciless killer. The opening lines of the lyrics reveal that the gangster is not someone to be messed with as he sleeps with a gun and is the head honcho of a group of people whose job is to reap war. The second line of the song warns people not to mistake the gangster's invitation into their space for a friendly welcome, as violence and chaos follow wherever he goes. He is in charge, and there is no need to file grievances against him.
As the song progresses, the gangster references graph writers who use toys to create art, telling his enemies that they need to be on alert because his crew is always ready to pounce. He makes it clear that he will not hesitate to take someone down if they try to cross him. However, the gangster also knows how to sit back, take a break, and enjoy a drink while in the hood. He is the overlord and does not need permission from anyone. Yet, he is not impressed with others' music and experiences migraines every time he listens to them.
The chorus of the song accentuates that the gangster's crew is always armed and dangerous, whether in the front, back, or anywhere they might be. The song's final verses highlight the gangster's true character: he is ruthless and unstoppable on his quest to dominate; nobody can match his skill, and he is always high on his confidence.
Line by Line Meaning
Why you cuddle it a hard I sleep with the four
Why do you hold onto your weapon so tightly when I sleep with my firearm so easily?
Official pistol gang, we be the reapers of war
We are the authorized gun handlers who bring death and destruction in times of war.
It doesn't mean that you're welcome, 'cause you're kicking the door
Your kicking of the door doesn't make you welcome as I am still the one in charge.
I'm the boss, why you filing grievances for?
I am the authority figure here, why are you complaining to me?
Graph writers use the thump out toys
Graffiti artists use their spray cans to create art and leave their marks.
Keep em both eyes open for them jump out boys
Be cautious of the police officers who suddenly jump out of their vehicles.
I will body motherfuckers if they pump that noise
I will kill those who make any unwanted noise.
Been down since Disco 3, become fat boys
I have been around since the disco era and seen the rise of the Fat Boys.
Let me fall back, let me take a sip at the bar
Let me relax for a moment and take a drink at the bar.
Cause Vinnie in the hood like I'm fixing your car
I am present in the neighborhood like a mechanic fixing cars.
I'm the overlord, I don't need permission from y'all
I am the supreme leader and do not require permission from anyone.
I get a migraine every time I listen to y'all
I get a painful headache whenever I listen to your music or ideas.
Listen, y'all ain't never living the best
Listen, you are never going to achieve the best in life.
With em hollow tip bullets spit quicker than Ritz
We fire hollow point bullets which travel at a faster speed than the crackers named Ritz.
The nine always concealed, I'm letting his bitch breathe
My weapon is always hidden, but I will let my target's partner live.
Your body gonna be mistaken for Swiss cheese
You will have so many bullet wounds that your body will resemble Swiss cheese.
The front and the back, what you want, where you at?
We have covered both the front and back of the area, where are you located?
When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap
My hired killers have their guns loaded and ready to shoot at you.
Where the blunt where the gat?
Where is the marijuana and the gun?
Where the funk where the strap?
Where is the excitement and the strap on gun?
This another hell storm, point blank, male born
This is another disaster, occurring at close range and inflicted by males.
The ambulance take you away and not care gone
The ambulance will take you away, but you will already be dead.
Dirt weed in a backpack full of Krylon
A backpack full of spray paint and low-quality marijuana.
Move rock for y'all without seeing the pylon
We move drugs for you without getting caught by the authorities.
None of y'all could ever be on the level that I'm on
None of you can ever reach my level of power and success.
Traveling trajectories with crystals made of ion
Travelling on paths with ionized crystal substances.
Jeffrey Hunter need to find another place to die on
The actor Jeffrey Hunter should find another place to die.
I don't know what drugs y'all motherfuckers high on
I don't understand what drugs you are taking.
Whoever told you, you should do it, gave you bad advice
The person who suggested you to do that gave you poor advice.
I'mma put a few in you then blast you in the afterlife
I will shoot you a few times on this earth, and then you will be blasted in the afterlife.
You ain't even half as nice, bloodier than passion Christ
You are not even half as good, and will bleed more than Jesus Christ in the movie Passion of the Christ.
You want a body, give me a pen, a bottle and glass of ice
If you want a dead body, provide me with a pen, a bottle and some ice.
I'mma do it my way, fish and edamame
I will do it my way and have some fish and edamame.
Chase of every fine glass of wine with a latte
Sipping on fine wine and latte together.
My music age well like it's related to Shadai
My music ages well just like it is related to the almighty Shadai.
Vinnie put a few shots into you like Bombay
I, Vinnie, will shoot you a few times just like Bombay gin.
The front and the back, what you want, where you at?
We have covered both the front and back of the area, where are you located?
When my killers with the pistol grip pump on your lap
My hired killers have their guns loaded and ready to shoot at you.
Where the blunt, where the gat?
Where is the marijuana and the gun?
Where the funk, where the strap?
Where is the excitement and the strap on gun?
Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., Songtrust Ave
Written by: KEVIN GORMAN BALDWIN, VINCENT LUVINER
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I Who Have Nothing - Dee Daniels - Lyrics
I, I who have nothing
And I, I who have no one
Adore you and want you so
I'm just a no one
With nothing to give you but, oh
I love you
She, she buys you diamonds
Bright, bright sparkling diamonds
But believe me, when I say
She can give you the world
But she'll never love you the way
Oh
I love you
She can take you any place she wants
To fancy clubs and restaurants
But I can only watch you with
My nose pressed up against the window pane
Oh
I, I who have nothing
And I, I who have no one
Must watch you go dancing by
Wrapped in the arms of somebody else
When darling, it's I
Who loves you
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She can take you any place she wants
To fancy clubs and restaurants
But I can only watch you with
My nose pressed up against the window pane
Oh
I, I who have nothing
And I, I who have no one
Must watch you go dancing by
Wrapped in the arms of somebody else
When darling, it's I
I who really loves you
I really
Really love you
Love you