No Jesus, No Beast

Murderous Reflections: Jedi Mind Tricks Unveil the Darkness
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Lyrics

The murder hadn't occurred to me, burgundy wasn't burgundy

The idea of murder didn't occur to me; the color burgundy wasn't as expected.

Purposely earth to me like a virgin had given birth to me

Metaphorically, the speaker feels disconnected from the Earth, as if born from an unusual circumstance.

It's irking me that you would consider uttering words to me

The speaker is bothered that someone would speak to them and is irritated by the prospect.

Nervously urging me to keep killing and killing perfectly

Feeling pressure to continue killing skillfully, perhaps in a figurative sense.

Certainly third degree burns followed by having surgery

Describing severe consequences, like third-degree burns and subsequent surgery.

When he deffered to me, he was poisoned by drinking mercury

Referring to a person who deferred to the speaker, only to be poisoned by mercury.

Hurdling over things that are currently in my periphery

Overcoming obstacles in the speaker's surroundings.

It's all a blur to me, I was never sensing the urgency

Everything is a blur, and the speaker didn't perceive urgency.

Never sensing emergency, never sensing the thrill

Never felt a sense of emergency or thrill.

Never sensing the certainty, never sensing the kill

Continuing the theme of not sensing certain emotions, including the urge to kill.

Was never searching, everything was done in the name of wicked

No need for searching, all actions were done in the name of wickedness.

The brother's name was indifferent, the hunger pain wasn't lifted

Referring to a brother with indifference and unlifted hunger pains.

That was Satan, black wings and a man made pedestal

Describing Satan with black wings on a man-made pedestal.

The only fucking rapper could see me is my identical

Claiming to be the only rapper worthy of comparison.

Another story, another chapter, another parable

Expressing a sense of repetition in life, another story, chapter, and parable.

I miss making music with Stoupe, 'cause he incredible

Expressing a longing for collaboration with Stoupe, recognizing his talent.


Vocally none of y'all are approaching me or come close to me

Asserting vocal superiority over others.

Hopefully you're aware that you only holding my groceries

Others are only useful for mundane tasks like holding groceries.

Openly holding the only opening in the hope to me

Being open about vulnerabilities, with a warning of consequences for provocation.

Provoking me is only gonna result in a choking spree

Provoking the speaker will lead to a violent response.

Supposedly I was sent by holiness, it's unknown to me

Claiming a divine connection, though it's not fully understood.

Loaning me Book of Law without Aleister Crowley owning me

Receiving a Book of Law without being controlled by Aleister Crowley.

Globally doing things that you only could dream of locally

Accomplishing global feats that others can only dream of locally.

I son you motherfuckers like you was peddling dope for me

Metaphorically asserting dominance over others, using "son" as a verb.

The guns is always with me so I would never feel lonely

Constantly armed, both literally and socially irresponsible.

Combine it with the fact that I'm irresponsible socially

Combining the presence of guns with social irresponsibility creates a sense of isolation.

Supposed to be the art of the mechanism of action

Referring to an artistic process, possibly in the context of music creation.

Embezzlement of the faction, the pessimism in passion

Mentioning embezzlement and pessimism within a faction, possibly in the music industry.

It had to be the psyche and the cunning of the assassin

Attributing actions to a cunning assassin's psyche.

The tongue will give you a lashing like Punisher when he's rapping

Comparing the power of words to Punisher's forceful rap style.

I bludgeon you just for asking where the other fucking rapper is

Threatening violence for asking about other rappers.

Choppin' bodies up and mail 'em out in several packages

Describing a gruesome act of dismembering and mailing out bodies.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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