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Track 2 From Outerspace

アーティスト:Jedi Mind Tricks  アルバム:Labels 

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(man talking) 1979, all the fathers of noble prize winners were rounded up by united nations military units, alright and they were actually forced at gun point to give semen samples in little plastic jars, which are now stored below rockafeller center underneath the ice skating rink dont wanna be there for the thaw (Chorus) yo, yo its on now, we sit up in outerspace and throw bombs down you all hype up in our face nigga calm down you dont really want beef, planet war child your whole squad fall down skies die from the stratus, splatter and capture the crowd this hip-hop shit, me and planet mastered the style every ryhme i spit, its just a paid dues while you suffer from third degree burns, when you make moves unable to quake, i shake the syndrome out the children nose blows got you feeling stiff cold your freezin' heavenly breathin', shook in the garden of eden you face christ, in the pain of price, of a debt you bleedin' you owe your life, plus your mind soul and body i send caution through wind to stop the mind of sacratees bring on playdough, philosiphes twist tornados my eyes a spectrum after the


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