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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Jedi Mind
Heavenly Divine
Steadily shine
Ikon the fking Hologram
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Ikon the Hologram
Another sacrificial lamb
That died at the hands of Hologram
Sent him into the dungeon and bludgeoned his fkin' clan
Holy land
Who spit the live s**t
The do or die, Illadelph Jedi Mind s**t
The hot s**t
Live raps crack your jaw
Like who's the avenger and who's at the center of war
I left a scar
So your crabs would understand
Mental will dent you and send you to a holy land
Lord know a man
Sharp blades slash your vitals
Recitals will fight you and entice you to burn Bibles
Homicidal
Hologram burn churches
Murders by stickin' a crucifix through your cervix
Divine purpose, for the Remi that's in my thermos
Wait and see we'll stick you with needles that's hypodermic
You heard the verdict
I'm with Allah 'cause he chose me
Broke into the Vatican, strangled the Pope with his rosary
What, what, what
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Jedi Mind
Heavenly Divine
Steadily shine in '99
What, what
Just Allah
MC's face terror wherever my sound's audible
Banned from third world portals, battle mortals, and slaughter
you
Seen inside the places of beyond
The dwellings of the Omn
Existing in Islamic pantheon
Flows got the breeze on my clothes got the scent of trees
I lay back and blow sax like Kenny G
Power blast wacking my path devour fast
I leave you with the grain of sand in life's hourglass
Devise your spell
Make demons rise out of hell
Grab you by your lapels and rob you of your outer shell
You feel the ill dire who sire in hellfire
I launch writers
Put your drawn on gong's wire
Jedi swordsman give rappers a foul fortune
Science to contortion your body into a coffin
Insane damage is done, you fkin' with the army
We beat skulls in the shape of a wet bag of laundry
What, yeah, yeah
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Ikon Yo, the gods around, the dramatarzan
Jus Allah Your feel poetic, law of the titans
Ikon We like a fkin' bolt of lightning
Jus AllahThe three wise men
Ikon We at levels that defies men
Jus Allah Watch out for fake heads deviled disguised men
Ikon Arriving from the dawn and sp*wned with ill forms
Jus Allah Battle leave you dead in the balm like stillborns
Ikon The master herein
Jus Allah The ominous, the master spirit
Ikon Can't understand the language of rappers with bad lyrics
Jus Allah Ikon the python
Ikon Rappers are left strangled
Jus Allah I overlook the Earth 'cause I see it from sun's
angle
Ikon Above the clouds
Jus Allah We sit high and we daze, write a page, on how you
enslave the worldly way
Ikon Islamic marksmen
Jus Allah Seeing the squad then...
Ikon ... could be your fatal mistake
Jus Allah Like the first sins of Adam in the garden
Ikon You feel sorrow, our projected is gone Apollo
Jus Allah Explore realms, you left too confused to follow
Ikon Invite your town to absorb the sniper rounds
Jus Allah Illadelph, Shamballah, nigg* stayin' underground
What! Mothafkers!
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