Exertions
Jedi Mind Tricks feat. Virtuoso Esoteric & Bahamadia Lyrics


[Ikon the Hologram]
You get split in fucking half
The Ikon the Hologram wrath
But I am the center inside the placenta of math
You clash with cyanide gas and die fast
Rythmical equivalent of solids, liquids and gas
We smash your science, with the power of Lord Titus
But I am the virus inside of the iris of Cyrus
Upon papyrus
I kill snipers and body vipers
And strangle you with the organs of rioters who try to fight us
Call me your highness
And sip the blood from the phoenix
Who's guilty like the Jews in the crucifixion of Jesus
Murder the heathens
And perish in a pit of cobras
Word is bond, my rhymes form into a swarm of locusts
Provoke us
And face the Zodiac killers
Five Samurai, do or die, fire spitters
Heavy hitters, from the lands of Sudan
Killadel Shambala Ikon the Hologram
What?

[Virtuoso]
All religions fear ?Miguel?
My strikes are fatal, to your style
That's infantile like prenatal
Your mic's a child
That's getting fucked by a wild pedophile
????? ?????? ?????? ?????? ????? ???? pectoral
So suck my genitals you punk bitch
I'm the general
Concocting verbs out of chemicals
Leave you bloody like menstrual
Cycle, my rap rifle blasts open any beat you throw
Virtuoso flows like an ocean through an archapelago

[Esoteric]
At a glance yo my battle stance rattles champls like an avalanche
Crabs don't have a chance you sycophants spend your cash advance grabbin a lance try
to joust with the conqueror
Stompin the pawns that sponsor ya
Onto the crucifix
I chew ya crew to bits like Mucelix or computer chips
Who can dis the pugelist?
Rappers tried, and now they calcified up in formaldehyde
Your valves canals divide
I scalp hides my names italicized to chastise replicants of nexus 6's excellence
Present tense malevolence, devastating regiments
Ever since I supplied a diatribe of cyanide you revised whom you idolize
I finalize death threats, you recollect the esoteridactyl
Court is now in session mothafucka drop the gavel

[Bahamadia]
Knowledge is self taught to be defining me spiritual
??????? ??????? ??????? ?????????
Like oracles at Delphi when they're spoken to
Mortals refer to me as ?????? ????? ????
For exposing the secrets of the sands while I'm blessing you
My presence equals principle like a method philosophies
Of reparations, for payment, a stolen legacy
So hail, homie
I make up the pharoah
Like Ma'at i seek truth through the tarot
Choosing the teachings of 'Nezzar over that of the devil
And trading places with ????? ????? to hear my ancestors echo
Commanding thoughts the lady forming the facts
That led me to the holy near the temple of Kanak

Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: BAHAMADIA UNKNOWN, KEVIN GORMAN BALDWIN, RYAN SEAMUS PADRAIC, VINCENT LUVINER, VIRTUOSO UNKNOWN

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Joey Dillon

[Esoteric]
"At a glance, yo, my battle stance rattles camps like an avalanche
Crabs don't have a chance, you sycophants
Spend your cash advance grabbing a lance
To try to joust with the conqueror
Stompin the pawns that sponsor ya, onto the, crucifix
I chew ya crews to bits like Mucelix, or computer chips
Who can diss the pugilist?
Rappers tried, and now they calcified up in formaldehyde
Your valves canals divide
I scalp hides, my names italicized
To chastise, replicants in Nexus 6's excellence
Present tense malevolence, devastating regiments
Ever since, I supplied a diatribe of cyanide
You revised whom you idolize
I finalize death threats, you recollect the Esoteridactyl
Court is now in session, motherfucker, drop the gavel"



Sir Banastre Tarleton

Vinnies verse was dope but why aren't you mentioning the 3rd verse? It was so fucking ill

At a glance, yo, my battle stance rattles camps like an avalanche
Crabs don't have a chance, you sycophants
Spend your cash advance grabbing a lance
To try to joust with the conqueror
Stompin the pawns that sponsor ya, onto the, crucifix
I chew ya crew to bits like mucilage, or computer chips
Who can diss the pugilist?
Rappers tried, and now they calcified up in formaldehyde
Your valves canals divide
I scalp hides, my names italicized
To chastise, replicants in Nexus 6's excellence
Present tense malevolence, devastating regiments
Ever since, I supplied a diatribe of cyanide
You revised whom you idolize
I finalize death threats, you recollect the esoteric dactyl
Court is now in session, motherfucker, drop the gavel



All comments from YouTube:

Micky Burns

Seriously one of Vinne's best verses' ever. Flawless

Alejandro Berrios

Micky Burns DEFINITELY one of his best verses ever, absolutely flawless, actually I think it is his best verse ever, can't think of anything better than this and I love his verses on War Ensemble and e Executioner's Dream

5.56 Only

Fuck yeah, he went hard as fuck in this song, insane lyricism.

fergizzo

stoupe is an innovator straight up. Nobody has been able to duplicate this sound even close.

bobbydeazy

Stoupe is an amazing producer but yall never listened to wu tang? Rza, mathematics, 4th disciple all made grime tracks with similar sample techniques

No_Bueno_

This why he is my favorite producer

fergizzo

@Vagoe Art word, this man needs his props

Sacha Collins

@uhuh uhuh uhuhu

uhuh

even though he's just doing RZA's sound?

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Júlio César

Que flow da Bahamadia, pesado!

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