Poison in the Birth Water
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics


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You mother-fuckers better guard your grill
Conquer the kill and bow to the architect
Every single beat and rhyme is poisonous as arsenic
Murder just a part of it I can see the art in it
I can see the pain and the fallen angel in all of it
You a shell of your former self and that's unfortunate
Artillery is heavy and ammunition inordinate
I would never start a fucking war that wasn't warranted
Bullets flying back and forth at you like it's an argument
I'm up to here in shit it's either shovel it or walk in it
Doesn't go away just 'cause you choosing not to talk of it
I don't even rhyme over a beat I fucking torture it
Like taking a butterfly and ripping the wings off of it
There's drama, mother-fucker, then I'ma be at the heart of it
Take his fucking head and demolish it
I'm on some [?] shit
Mississippi, maul a god, all of it
You a sweet [?] lighter than a [?]

Straight up and down, you don't want no conflict
I draw first blood It's over with and that's that
'Cause I'ma send you home with your mother-fucking teeth missing
Was the worst slaughter, there was poison in the birth water

Straight up and down, you don't want no conflict
I draw first blood It's over with and that's that
'Cause I'ma send you home with your mother-fucking teeth missing
Was the worst slaughter There was poison in the birth water

You mother-fuckers ain't cut like that
Have your whole fam wondering where they loved one at
And the po-9 wondering where they suspect at
I ain't doing five bullets, money, fuck that rap
I will cut that cat I will put him in the ambulance
Bullets from the automatic make 'em do the hammer dance
You a lost 'cause mother-fucker never had a chance
Pazienza rhyme like a mother-fucking avalanche
I'mma let this big Colt-4-5 rip off
And lift a mother-fucker off his feet like a tip-off
Son got mangled 'cause he was starting to lip off
I hit him till his shoulders touched back like a kick-off
I talked a lot of shit for years and dumbed out
But that's why we have two ears and one mouth
Nowadays, most of my peers has run out
And that's why ghosts appear at Sun House

Straight up and down, you don't want no conflict
I draw first blood It's over with and that's that
'Cause I'ma send you home with your mother-fucking teeth missing
Was the worst slaughter,there was poison in the birth water

Straight up and down, you don't want no conflict
I draw first blood it's over with and that's that




'Cause I'ma send you home with your mother-fucking teeth missing
Was the worst slaughter, there was poison in the birth water

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Jedi Mind Tricks's "Poison in the Birth Water" are a warning to those who would dare to cross the rapper. He urges his enemies to "guard [their] grill" and "bow to the architect," recognizing that his rhymes and beats are deadly. The violence in his words is like poison, killing those who stand in his way. He sees the artistry in violence, recognizing the pain and fallen angel in every act. Although he would never start a war without cause, he is willing to fight fiercely when provoked. He describes himself as "up to [his] neck in shit," forced to either confront his problems or ignore them. He takes no prisoners in his battles, decapitating his foes and demolishing their heads. In the end, he warns that "there was poison in the birth water," a reminder that the violence he portrays is innate, a product of society itself.


Line by Line Meaning

You mother-fuckers better guard your grill
You better watch what you say or do, because there will be consequences


Conquer the kill and bow to the architect
Defeat your enemies and respect the one in charge


Every single beat and rhyme is poisonous as arsenic
All the lyrics in this song are dangerous and potent


Murder just a part of it I can see the art in it
Violence is part of the music, but there is also a certain creativity to it


I can see the pain and the fallen angel in all of it
The artist can recognize the emotion and darkness behind the music


You a shell of your former self and that's unfortunate
You are not the same person you used to be, and it's sad to see


Artillery is heavy and ammunition inordinate
The weapons used in this conflict are powerful and excessive


I would never start a fucking war that wasn't warranted
I would only engage in a fight if it was justified


Bullets flying back and forth at you like it's an argument
The gunfire in this war is like a heated argument


I'm up to here in shit it's either shovel it or walk in it
The artist is in a difficult position and must deal with the challenges they face


Doesn't go away just 'cause you choosing not to talk of it
Ignoring your problems won't make them disappear


I don't even rhyme over a beat I fucking torture it
The artist doesn't just perform, they put their all into the music


Like taking a butterfly and ripping the wings off of it
The artist destroys the beauty and innocence of something delicate


There's drama, mother-fucker, then I'ma be at the heart of it
The artist is attracted to conflict and is not afraid to get involved


Take his fucking head and demolish it
The artist wants to completely destroy their enemy


I'm on some [?] shit Mississippi, maul a god, all of it
The artist is feeling confident and powerful, ready to take on anything


You a sweet [?] lighter than a [?]
You are weak and insignificant, not a threat


Straight up and down, you don't want no conflict
You should avoid fighting at all costs


I draw first blood It's over with and that's that
Once I have made a move, the conflict is finished


'Cause I'ma send you home with your mother-fucking teeth missing
I will beat you so badly that you will lose your teeth


Was the worst slaughter, there was poison in the birth water
The violence was extreme and the origins of it were toxic


You mother-fuckers ain't cut like that
You are not capable of handling the violence and danger of this lifestyle


Have your whole fam wondering where they loved one at
Your family will be worried about your safety and location


And the po-9 wondering where they suspect at
The police will be looking for suspicious activity


I ain't doing five bullets, money, fuck that rap
I won't hold back in this fight, I will give it my all


I will cut that cat I will put him in the ambulance
I will hurt my opponent badly enough to send them to the hospital


Bullets from the automatic make 'em do the hammer dance
The sound of gunfire is like a rhythm, causing movement


You a lost 'cause mother-fucker never had a chance
You don't stand a chance against me, you were destined to lose


Pazienza rhyme like a mother-fucking avalanche
The artist's rhymes are powerful and unstoppable like an avalanche


I'mma let this big Colt-4-5 rip off
I will fire this big gun with all my might


And lift a mother-fucker off his feet like a tip-off
I will hurt my opponent so badly that they will be lifted off their feet


Son got mangled 'cause he was starting to lip off
My enemy was hurt badly because they were speaking without thinking


I hit him till his shoulders touched back like a kick-off
I hit him so hard that he fell backwards


I talked a lot of shit for years and dumbed out
I bragged and acted recklessly for a long time


But that's why we have two ears and one mouth
We should listen more than we speak


Nowadays, most of my peers has run out
Most of the people I used to know are gone


And that's why ghosts appear at Sun House
The artist is haunted by the memories of the past




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Written by: KEVIN GORMAN BALDWIN, VINCENT LUVINER

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Jay Baker

"I don't even rhyme over a beat I fu*kin torture it, like taking a butterfly and ripping the wings off of it!" Hard body '94 sh*t for life! Cats like JMT are keepin real Hip Hop alive. 👏

maca

"I would never start a fucking war that wasn't warranted"

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ThAsocialypseNow

Don't stop your music Vinnie, maximum support from Switzerland

der Schrei

Und losischs immer no?

Ocular.

Maximum hardcord from maximum guy from hardcore land

Krafty

The flow on this. Vinnie, you've outdone yourself!

Jason Dykstra

Top shelf hip hop as expected from JMT. Vinnie ALWAYS delivers!

Chew Flowers

Masterpiece

UnScene

Mad props to Vinnie Paz for this whole album! He is an inspiration to anyone spitting truth nowdays, if you have the time stop by the channel and have a listen

DJSlowmotion92

Pretty good man, subbed

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