Scars Of The Crucifix

[Vinnie Paz]

My brain's on another lever than yours

You could only comprehend half of what my memory stores

I only walk through the heavenly doors

And never try to see the penitentiary walls

I walk barefoot on the equator

With the mental acumen of Bob Lazar

My frame can't be explored by y'all radar

My name can't be absorbed in God's quasar

So why try and stay around this hell

12 tho from all the 12 tribes in Israel

They call me Ishmael, lord of the seas!

I take your life quick, gone in a fucking breeze!

You don't deserve to breathe, your brain thoughtless

While I'll remain in the same spain fortress

The pain's gorgeous, and love is torture

And anyone who tell you different is a martyr

[Vinnie Paz]

I'm from the pits of hell

Escaping from an Egyptian cell

I dedicate this to the saints that's doing bids in jail

You fucking kids are frail, and we're the purest form

And the biology of magic is a gorgeous psalm

My deepest thoughts are strong, and I'm unbreakable

You wouldn't overstand, you're humanly incapable

My appetite for blood is gruesomely insatiable

And I'm a righteous thug that's brutally defacing you

And you don't want no war -- it ain't a game, Daddy

I'll spit a bunch of slugs into your fucking frame Daddy

You just a fucking crumb, my clique is hustling jums

I'll spit a rap at you to liquify your guts and lungs

But the devil made me do that

Fighting for the rights of islam-arm with two gats

But y'all knew that, we was coming for blood

And your body's the perfect specimen to put in the mud

[Vinnie Paz]

I civilize the savages, while you support gay marriages

Evil demons and the Jesus of Nasareth

I keep my blade more sharper than the cactuses

I keep grenades in my parka for the pacifists

And you can't lie to God, cousin

You can't lie to the great Master Fard, cousin

It's a facade, cousin -- they wanna lie to you

They wanna tell you that the government is reliable

They wanna tell you that islam is dangerous

When everybody know the christians are the blame for this

Cuz it's the truth, deal with it

But you complain everytime I'm real with it

I'm bout to kill critics, and then take 'em to war

And teach 'em how to put their love and faith in Allah

Or I'm breaking their jaw, or I take 'em to burn

Cuz that's the only fucking way the pagans will learn