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.
JMT has collaborations with both regional MCs and rap veterans, including GZA, Kool G Rap, 7L & Esoteric, Sean Price, Ras Kass, Canibus, Percee P, Killah Priest, Immortal Technique, Block McCloud, Virtuoso, Louis Logic, R.A. the Rugged Man, Tragedy Khadafi, Chief Kamachi, Necro and Ill Bill. The group has sold over 250,000 albums in the United States and 450,000 albums worldwide, all of which were released independently.
The ninth studio album "The Bridge and The Abyss" was released on 22 June, 2018.
What's Really Good
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
Yea, ok, yo, listen, check it, yo
Heyo these streets hate me, but they made me a animal
We little ghetto boys that was raised on the avenue
We drug dealers, stick-up kids, and what have you
In rap battles with the audience that clap at you
My block crazy, I never seen a CAB pass through
Gats with barrels sucked under the apparel
And that's natural in a city with CRACKED statutes
Please believe it, gun shots don't keep secrets
You keep sleepin', get caught in ya Jeep preachin
Always listen to an old man when he speakin'
To learn how to keep AT LEAST A GRAND on the weekend
Learn how to analyze a man when he creepin'
Learn not to never burn a bridge when you leakin'
That's street knowledge, write it down and speak about it
Drug dealers use this rap the street OUTLETS
I leave doubters in the back and move outwards
Watch for them niggaz with Timbs and loose outfits
Guns don't kill people, the bullets'll kill people
And bullets leave holes in people you just see through
It's all mathematics it's what the streets equal
These streets EVIL, city niggaz with Desert Eagles
They won't hesitate to drive-by in TINTED regals
And that's how it is in my life, that's how it is
(Yea, it's Rocky Raez y'all, the Ghostwriters)
[Chorus]x2
Heyo, what's really good? (In your hood)
'Cuz I got it on lock (In my hood)
We hustle what we could (On yo' block)
You niggaz ain't stop (On my block)
[Vinnie Paz talking during chorus]
I got the SOUND RIGHT REASONING OF MALACHI YORK
Only speak to me if I allow you to talk
Cuz y'all ain't never learn that you crawl before walk
My four-pound LAYING you down like Black Hawk
The gat's SPARK, intelligent born vicious
Military thug who follow Allah wishes
That's why I don't eat pork and cause sickness
And that's why CLITTORAL cats is like bitches
And y'all be more hard pressed to stop me
And fiends dumpin' out on the block, it's rock free
So fuck peace, cousin bring me to war
So I can have blood on my hands with C-4
I need more, need weed and need cash
Or I'ma shoot three at ya team like Steve Nash
You BLEED fast, 'cuz that's jus how it go down
That's how Vinnie Pazi ends up always holdin the crown
I'm holdin' it down, with five nickel nine biscuits
I live my life for Allah, DEFY CHRISTMAS
But y'all always in Jedi Mind business
Now your body parts are buried in five ditches
It's fuckin' Vinnie Paz baby
The song “What’s Really Good” by Jedi Mind Tricks Feat. Rocky Raez is a track that talks about street life and the different aspects of it. The song is about growing up in the ghetto, the struggles that come with it, and the importance of survival instincts. Rocky Raez starts off the song by talking about how the streets made him an animal, and how he and his crew were drug dealers and stick-up kids. He goes on to talk about the dangers of the streets, like gunshots and drive-bys, and how they don't keep secrets. He then advises listeners to learn valuable life lessons from old men and not to burn bridges.
The chorus is repeated twice, with Rocky Raez asking “Heyo, what's really good?” which is a euphemism for asking what's happening in the hood. The chorus is followed by Vinnie Paz rapping about his personal experiences with life in the ghetto. He speaks about how his knowledge is grounded in the philosophy of Malachi York, and how he only allows people to talk to him if he allows them. He then speaks about his ruthless and violent side, stating that he'll shoot and kill anyone who tries to stop him.
In conclusion, “What's Really Good” is a powerful song about the realities of living in the ghetto, and the dangers that come with it. The song is a commentary on life in the hood, and it shows the importance of survival instincts, wisdom from old folks, and street smarts.
Line by Line Meaning
Heyo these streets hate me, but they made me a animal
These streets may not like me, but they've made me tough and unfeeling.
We little ghetto boys that was raised on the avenue
We were poor and underprivileged and grew up on the streets.
We drug dealers, stick-up kids, and what have you
We are involved in crime activities such as selling drugs and robbing people.
In rap battles with the audience that clap at you
In the midst of freestyle rap competitions, you’re battling not only other rappers, but also the audience's reactions.
My block crazy, I never seen a CAB pass through
The block is crazy, taxis only pass through elsewhere.
On bright sunny days you can see my black shadow
Even on bright days, my presence looms due to my reputation and activities.
Gats with barrels sucked under the apparel
Weapons are concealed under clothing.
And that's natural in a city with CRACKED statutes
In this area where the law is broken, this behavior is expected.
Please believe it, gun shots don't keep secrets
Gunshots can't be hidden or kept secret.
You keep sleepin', get caught in ya Jeep preachin
If you are not vigilant, you may get caught up in a situation that could be dangerous.
Always listen to an old man when he speakin'
Respect and take heed of the wisdom that comes with age.
To learn how to keep AT LEAST A GRAND on the weekend
Learn how to save money and not spend all your earnings over the weekend.
Learn how to analyze a man when he creepin'
Learn to look out for suspicious behavior and analyze it for potential danger.
Learn not to never burn a bridge when you leakin'
Don't sever ties with people who could potentially help you when you need it.
That's street knowledge, write it down and speak about it
These are life lessons learned on the streets to be shared and passed on to others.
Drug dealers use this rap the street OUTLETS
Drug dealers use rap music to share their messages with others on the streets.
I leave doubters in the back and move outwards
I dismiss those who doubt me and move forward with my goals.
Watch for them n***az with Timbs and loose outfits
Be cautious of people who wear Timberlands and baggy clothes.
Guns don't kill people, the bullets'll kill people
Guns in themselves are not deadly, it's the bullets and how they are used.
And bullets leave holes in people you just see through
Bullets create wounds that are visible and can see through the body.
It's all mathematics it's what the streets equal
The laws and rules of the street can be calculated and understood logically.
These streets EVIL, city niggaz with Desert Eagles
The streets are dangerous with people carrying some of the most powerful handguns.
They won't hesitate to drive-by in TINTED regals
They'll execute a shooting from a car with windows darkened for privacy.
I got the SOUND RIGHT REASONING OF MALACHI YORK
I have a deep knowledge and understanding of the teachings of Malachi York.
Only speak to me if I allow you to talk
I am very selective about who I converse with.
Cuz y'all ain't never learn that you crawl before walk
Y'all have yet to learn that you must start small before you can achieve more.
My four-pound LAYING you down like Black Hawk
My firearm can cause serious injury or death.
The gat's SPARK, intelligent born vicious
The gun's trigger gets pulled and intelligent people become ruthless.
Military thug who follow Allah wishes
I'm a street thug who is religious and follows the will of Allah.
That's why I don't eat pork and cause sickness
I don't eat pork because it's unhealthy for you.
And that's why CLITTORAL cats is like bitches
Men who are effeminate are compared to female anatomy, like dogs.
And fiends dumpin' out on the block, it's rock free
Drug addicts are using freely on the street.
So fuck peace, cousin bring me to war
I'm not interested in peace, I want to be in a state of war.
So I can have blood on my hands with C-4
I want to experience violent and dangerous situations.
I need more, need weed and need cash
I require more drugs and more money.
Or I'ma shoot three at ya team like Steve Nash
I'll shoot your team like a basketball player shoots threes.
You BLEED fast, 'cuz that's jus how it go down
You'll bleed quickly because of the violence and chaos in these situations.
That's how Vinnie Pazi ends up always holdin the crown
This is how I always come out on top and remain victorious.
I'm holdin' it down, with five nickel nine biscuits
I'm holding it down with handguns.
I live my life for Allah, DEFY CHRISTMAS
I live my life devoted to Allah, rejecting Christmas and other Western holidays.
But y'all always in Jedi Mind business
You are always focused on the business of the Jedi Mind trip, not the street life.
Now your body parts are buried in five ditches
You are now buried in multiple graves.
It's fuckin' Vinnie Paz baby
This is Vinnie's style and attitude.
[Chorus]x2
Repeating the chorus.
Heyo, what's really good? (In your hood)
What is happening in your neighborhood?
'Cuz I got it on lock (In my hood)
I'm in control of what happens in my neighborhood.
We hustle what we could (On yo' block)
We're trying to make money in any way possible on your block.
You niggaz ain't stop (On my block)
You can't stop or ruin our activities on my block.
Contributed by Lauren F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Anonymous
on I Who Have Nothing
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
Musical Interlude
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