| Song | Death Messiah |
| Artist | Jedi Mind Tricks |
| Album | A History Of Violence |
| CHORUS | |
| Did protons and electrons create the earth? | |
| Or did Allah meditate and create it＇s birth? | |
| Is everyday in this place a curse? | |
| Or should I pray on my knees and ebrace it＇s dirt? | |
| (Yeah) | |
| I don＇t know if there＇s a reason I＇m here, | |
| I feel the only thing that＇s driving me is reason and fear. | |
| (Yeah) | |
| And seeing death to me conceiveably near, | |
| So I don＇t give a f**k what you think bout me reachin from fear. | |
| (Damn) | |
| I don＇t worry anymore about what my friends do, | |
| I have a more urgent matter to attend to. | |
| Is there something there bigger when I die and vanish? | |
| That weaves everyone and everything into a canvas? | |
| I＇m not smart enough to think I have a aresolution, | |
| I＇ll never be a man with meteokre constitution. | |
| My father told me that blood and power intoxicate, | |
| And that tearity is a product of his fathers hate. | |
| CHORUS | |
| I＇m recognized of giving the sins of the father, | |
| And recognized what＇s built and what stems from the author. | |
| Understand man is not a machine, | |
| He needs a surface and a purpose and a reason for being. | |
| Either way I＇m going to stick with my fam＇, | |
| Regardless of my sick dream of a ridiculous man. | |
| And I＇m becoming more indifferent every day, | |
| As soon as I lean all the questions have faded away. | |
| Some of the things I said I hated to say, | |
| But blame yourself mother f**ker you made it this way. | |
| I don＇t think I would even if I was able to stay, | |
| I don＇t think you could I would sit to the angles and pray. | |
| But everybody＇s got to deal with theyself, | |
| If they cut another throat for them, material welts. | |
| If it＇s a problem are you man enough to deal with the help? | |
| Or are you destin for the darkness of concealing yourself? | |
| (Yeah) | |
| CHORUS | |
| I＇m trying to deal with the thirty years I spent in prison, | |
| Not the physical because of accidentalism. | |
| I＇ve backed myself into a previous lead deposition, | |
| When all I ever had to do is just repent and listen. | |
| Why can＇t everybody leave me alone, | |
| I＇m the only one who＇d really need to see that I＇ve grown. | |
| You aint smart enough to see what I know, | |
| I＇d like to stab myself and let me f**kin bleed til＇ I go. | |
| But I＇m too scared what would happen on the other side, | |
| Trying to fight the good fight how many of us died? | |
| I don＇t know if I trust the people that hang with me. | |
| Is it god, or is it the big bang theory? | |
| I know some really good people and they slang near me, | |
| But I don＇t think that comically they should hang really. | |
| At thirty years old I don＇t have base yet, | |
| And I aint got out of the belly of the beast yet. | |
| CHORUS |
| CHORUS | |
| Did protons and electrons create the earth? | |
| Or did Allah meditate and create it s birth? | |
| Is everyday in this place a curse? | |
| Or should I pray on my knees and ebrace it s dirt? | |
| Yeah | |
| I don t know if there s a reason I m here, | |
| I feel the only thing that s driving me is reason and fear. | |
| Yeah | |
| And seeing death to me conceiveably near, | |
| So I don t give a f k what you think bout me reachin from fear. | |
| Damn | |
| I don t worry anymore about what my friends do, | |
| I have a more urgent matter to attend to. | |
| Is there something there bigger when I die and vanish? | |
| That weaves everyone and everything into a canvas? | |
| I m not smart enough to think I have a aresolution, | |
| I ll never be a man with meteokre constitution. | |
| My father told me that blood and power intoxicate, | |
| And that tearity is a product of his fathers hate. | |
| CHORUS | |
| I m recognized of giving the sins of the father, | |
| And recognized what s built and what stems from the author. | |
| Understand man is not a machine, | |
| He needs a surface and a purpose and a reason for being. | |
| Either way I m going to stick with my fam, | |
| Regardless of my sick dream of a ridiculous man. | |
| And I m becoming more indifferent every day, | |
| As soon as I lean all the questions have faded away. | |
| Some of the things I said I hated to say, | |
| But blame yourself mother f ker you made it this way. | |
| I don t think I would even if I was able to stay, | |
| I don t think you could I would sit to the angles and pray. | |
| But everybody s got to deal with theyself, | |
| If they cut another throat for them, material welts. | |
| If it s a problem are you man enough to deal with the help? | |
| Or are you destin for the darkness of concealing yourself? | |
| Yeah | |
| CHORUS | |
| I m trying to deal with the thirty years I spent in prison, | |
| Not the physical because of accidentalism. | |
| I ve backed myself into a previous lead deposition, | |
| When all I ever had to do is just repent and listen. | |
| Why can t everybody leave me alone, | |
| I m the only one who d really need to see that I ve grown. | |
| You aint smart enough to see what I know, | |
| I d like to stab myself and let me f kin bleed til I go. | |
| But I m too scared what would happen on the other side, | |
| Trying to fight the good fight how many of us died? | |
| I don t know if I trust the people that hang with me. | |
| Is it god, or is it the big bang theory? | |
| I know some really good people and they slang near me, | |
| But I don t think that comically they should hang really. | |
| At thirty years old I don t have base yet, | |
| And I aint got out of the belly of the beast yet. | |
| CHORUS |