The Apostle
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics


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I sit upon a cloud of nuclear waste, this haste
The orgasmic juice of a goddess with her lips spread on my face
As I speak in space touching a damaged piece of a satellite
Resembling wrecking remnants of a 2010 soliloquy
Entity, centuries from the time of man designed a plan
Of a time span of seconds to an immortal
Transport immortals in portals toward an Egyptian land
To then erect complex architect structures and pyramids
Melted parted rock with acidic chemical blood samples
From reptilian females' periods, I travel like the Iliad
But my ship sails amongst cosmic whales and intergalactic pirates
Telling tales of trails left by the gods
Through the center of the sun when they passed the spot
Jesus Christ was really an ancient astronaut
I attacked mastodons when I crashed upon thrown in the Ice Age
And twice laid men's caves with a system of sound waves
And psycho-kinetics, you can't escape the wrath of APATHETIC
The time has come for man to die, not project prophetic phonetics
Fugitive prosthetic limbs for hairy ??? rejects
Exoskeleton extensions of cybernetic inventions
Moving swiftly like a Thundercat, my hunger tracks rats on the train tracks
And when I rap on tracks I attract tremendous energy sources
Changing force through metamorphous
I travel darkened corridors with orbs of light and torches
We ride away on apocalyptic bear-horses
And disappear as shadows in the forest
And disappear as shadows in the forest

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional
Your whole aura is plexiglas

I take hold of truth eludes me like sand through the cracks in my hands
Retaliatory silhouettes in apocalyptic lands
Nomadic by the second, but I can't let this stress get the best of me
Though it test me on a daily basis
And traces the tracks of my tears down my cheeks and over my lips
Taste the freedom though it seems like gravity
As we're chained to this pathetic land like Satan's left burning in Chaos
But yet I continue on with no tendencies in my subconscious
So right there's a contradiction, because I'm aware of these tendencies
So that ain't my subconscious anymore
More like forces that I conversate with, halves thirds and fourths
That I sliced my soul into a percentage
I know you wouldn't recommend it, so I wrote this letter and never sent it
'Cause my pain, is my pain, I won't trouble you with my own
Now I swim through waves of asphalt with no place to call home
Yan on the lonely island and see a plastic smile speaking gibberish
At varying frequencies, burn out the radio and television transmissions
Or simply audible voices who wear the robes of righteousness
Equilibrium is fucked up from data overload
Enhanced by the fact that I walk on a narrow road
That's more like a tightrope between wisdom and insanity
Seems like clarity is the ever elusive goal
When insanity has the help of the omnipotent force of gravity

On the battleground you can go to war like Sudan
But I'm half-man and so you have to ovastand
That the other half of me is made of liquid and steel
Ain't you sick and tired of people screaming "keep it real?"
I'm powered by the ancients, spirit in the soul
It's war, and Ikon carries crossbows
But I toss foes through the center of the planet
When you battle me, you best be praying like a mantis
I will send you, through the depths of the Atlantic
To study transcripts of rhymes by the enchanted
Hologram, the verbal war paradigm
Traveling back in time to change the way y'all wack rappers rhyme
If I don't succeed you will bleed
The just punishment of the Apostle's Creed
This is hip-hop kid, shit is straight from the heart
You's a actor with a record deal trying to play the part

Like that, like that one time like that one time like that one time
Uh, my man Stoupe in the house like that one time like that one time
My man, Chico in the house like that one time like that one time
My man Yan the Phenomenon, in the house, like that one time one time
Ikon the Verbal Hologram, up in the muthafucka
Open up that third time before I open it for you
Word is bond, Jedi Mind, '97, '98




Rappers, I decapitate like that
Fuck all y'all!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Jedi Mind Tricks's song The Apostle's Creed are steeped in mysticism and mythology. The rapper speaks of sitting upon a cloud of nuclear waste, tasting the juice of a goddess, and traveling intergalactic distances while attacking mastodons and laying down a system of sound waves. He also alludes to extraterrestrial beings designing a plan with a time span of seconds to an immortal. The rapper suggests a link between Jesus Christ and ancient astronauts, and mentions reptilian females' periods and acidic chemical blood samples to melt and part rocks to create pyramids. The rapper often refers to his spiritual journey, where he slices his soul into a percentage and converses with forces that speak to him.


The lyrics are cryptic and open to interpretation, but a possible explanation is that the rapper speaks of his spiritual journey while drawing inspiration from ancient mythology and extraterrestrial theory. He may be suggesting a connection between ancient architects and an advanced race of beings to build the architectural marvels of the world. Alternatively, he may be suggesting a link between religious practices and alien civilizations, mirroring more contemporary alien theories about religions worldwide.


Line by Line Meaning

I sit upon a cloud of nuclear waste, this haste
I exist in a volatile environment and move quickly


The orgasmic juice of a goddess with her lips spread on my face
I am experiencing pleasure and ecstasy


As I speak in space touching a damaged piece of a satellite
I am traversing through space and attempting to repair technology


Resembling wrecking remnants of a 2010 soliloquy
I am surrounded by remnants of a dialogue from a science fiction movie


Entity, centuries from the time of man designed a plan
An alien entity created a plan in the distant past


Of a time span of seconds to an immortal
This plan was created for beings of immense longevity


Transport immortals in portals toward an Egyptian land
The plan involves transporting long-lived beings to Egypt


To then erect complex architect structures and pyramids
They build large architectural structures like pyramids


Melted parted rock with acidic chemical blood samples
They use acid extracted from reptilian females' blood to manipulate stone


From reptilian females' periods, I travel like the Iliad
This acid is extracted from reptilian females' menstrual cycles


But my ship sails amongst cosmic whales and intergalactic pirates
My vessel navigates through outer space where it encounters various entities


Telling tales of trails left by the gods
I recount stories of divine beings and their impact on the universe


Through the center of the sun when they passed the spot
The gods travelled through the center of the sun when they passed by


Jesus Christ was really an ancient astronaut
Jesus was not a religious figure but actually an extraterrestrial being


I attacked mastodons when I crashed upon thrown in the Ice Age
I fought against mastodons after crash landing during the Ice Age


And twice laid men's caves with a system of sound waves
I created patterns in the cave walls with sound waves


And psycho-kinetics, you can't escape the wrath of APATHETIC
I possess abilities related to psychokinesis which cannot be escaped


The time has come for man to die, not project prophetic phonetics
Humanity's time is up and we should focus on action not just words


Fugitive prosthetic limbs for hairy ??? rejects
There are people who are outcasts with prosthetic limbs


Exoskeleton extensions of cybernetic inventions
These prosthetic limbs are advanced technological enhancements


Moving swiftly like a Thundercat, my hunger tracks rats on the train tracks
I move quickly and with purpose, always seeking my next goal


And when I rap on tracks I attract tremendous energy sources
My music has a strong energy that draws people towards it


Changing force through metamorphous
I am capable of transforming myself and changing things around me


I travel darkened corridors with orbs of light and torches
I move through dark places with light to guide me


We ride away on apocalyptic bear-horses
We escape on horse-like creatures during the apocalypse


And disappear as shadows in the forest
We vanish into the forest like shadows


Non-conceptual, non-exceptional
I do not conform to concepts or rules


Your whole aura is plexiglas
Your emotions and intentions are transparent and easy to read


I take hold of truth eludes me like sand through the cracks in my hands
I try to grasp the truth, but it slips away like sand through my fingers


Retaliatory silhouettes in apocalyptic lands
I sense danger and retaliate in a world on the brink of collapse


Nomadic by the second, but I can't let this stress get the best of me
I am constantly moving and refuse to let stress bring me down


Though it test me on a daily basis
Despite the difficulties I face each day


And traces the tracks of my tears down my cheeks and over my lips
My tears show the burden I carry and fall down my face


Taste the freedom though it seems like gravity
I feel free, though I am weighed down by gravity and the world around me


As we're chained to this pathetic land like Satan's left burning in Chaos
Humanity is trapped on this earth, suffering and in chaos


But yet I continue on with no tendencies in my subconscious
I move forward without being driven by subconscious desires


So right there's a contradiction, because I'm aware of these tendencies
This is a contradiction, as I must be aware of my subconscious tendencies


So that ain't my subconscious anymore
My subconscious is no longer just mine


More like forces that I conversate with, halves thirds and fourths
My subconscious has become something I communicate with, fragmented and complex


That I sliced my soul into a percentage
I have divided and compartmentalized aspects of myself into fractions


I know you wouldn't recommend it, so I wrote this letter and never sent it
I am aware it is not healthy and thus I express myself in other ways


'Cause my pain, is my pain, I won't trouble you with my own
I keep my pain to myself and do not burden others with it


Now I swim through waves of asphalt with no place to call home
I am displaced and struggle to find a sense of belonging


Yan on the lonely island and see a plastic smile speaking gibberish
Yan is isolated, encountering a fake smile and nonsensical speech


At varying frequencies, burn out the radio and television transmissions
These transmissions are disrupting communication and need to be stopped


Or simply audible voices who wear the robes of righteousness
I hear voices that present themselves as righteous


Equilibrium is fucked up from data overload
Our balance and stability is thrown off by overwhelming amounts of information


Enhanced by the fact that I walk on a narrow road
This is made worse by the fact that I must tread carefully


That's more like a tightrope between wisdom and insanity
This is a balancing act between knowledge and madness


Seems like clarity is the ever elusive goal
It is difficult to achieve clarity or understanding


When insanity has the help of the omnipotent force of gravity
The chaos and instability of the world is too much to fight against alone


On the battleground you can go to war like Sudan
You can fight like the people of Sudan in a time of war


But I'm half-man and so you have to ovastand
I am only half human, and thus different from you


That the other half of me is made of liquid and steel
The other half of me is composed of fluid and metal, making me stronger


Ain't you sick and tired of people screaming 'keep it real?'
I am tired of people demanding authenticity


I'm powered by the ancients, spirit in the soul
I am driven by the spirits of the past, with a deep sense of purpose


It's war, and Ikon carries crossbows
We are in a state of conflict and are armed with weapons


But I toss foes through the center of the planet
I am capable of throwing enemies through the earth itself


When you battle me, you best be praying like a mantis
You must prepare yourself before facing me, as if you were praying like a mantis


I will send you, through the depths of the Atlantic
I will cast you down into the depths of the sea


To study transcripts of rhymes by the enchanted
You must learn from powerful verses by magical beings


Hologram, the verbal war paradigm
My words carry weight and power in the midst of conflict


Traveling back in time to change the way y'all wack rappers rhyme
I am capable of time travel to change the course of music history


If I don't succeed you will bleed
If I fail, you will experience pain and loss


The just punishment of the Apostle's Creed
This will be a punishment in line with the doctrine of the Apostles


This is hip-hop kid, shit is straight from the heart
This is true hip hop, straight from the soul


You's a actor with a record deal trying to play the part
You are a performer pretending to be something you're not




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: KEVIN GORMAN BALDWIN, RYAN J DONAHUE, UNKNOWN WRITER, VINCENT LUVINER

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