Jedi Mind Tricks - Scars Of The Crucifix Lyrics
[Vinnie Paz]My brain's on another lever than yoursYou could only comprehend half of what my memory storesI only walk through the heavenly doorsAnd never try to see the penitentiary wallsI walk barefoot on the equatorWith the mental acumen of Bob LazarMy frame can't be explored by y'all radarMy name can't be absorbed in God's quasarSo why try and stay around this hell12 tho from all the 12 tribes in IsraelThey call me Ishmael, lord of the seas!I take your life quick, gone in a *****ing breeze!You don't deserve to breathe, your brain thoughtlessWhile I'll remain in the same spain fortressThe pain's gorgeous, and love is tortureAnd anyone who tell you different is a martyr[Vinnie Paz]I'm from the pits of hellEscaping from an Egyptian cellI dedicate this to the saints that's doing bids in jailYou *****ing kids are frail, and we're the purest formAnd the biology of magic is a gorgeous psalmMy deepest thoughts are strong, and I'm unbreakableYou wouldn't overstand, you're humanly incapableMy appetite for blood is gruesomely insatiableAnd I'm a righteous thug that's brutally defacing youAnd you don't want no war -- it ain't a game, DaddyI'll spit a bunch of slugs into your *****ing frame DaddyYou just a *****ing crumb, my clique is hustling jumsI'll spit a rap at you to liquify your guts and lungsBut the devil made me do thatFighting for the rights of islam-arm with two gatsBut y'all knew that, we was coming for bloodAnd your body's the perfect specimen to put in the mud[Vinnie Paz]I civilize the savages, while you support gay marriagesEvil demons and the Jesus of NasarethI keep my blade more sharper than the cactusesI keep grenades in my parka for the pacifistsAnd you can't lie to God, cousinYou can't lie to the great Master Fard, cousinIt's a facade, cousin -- they wanna lie to youThey wanna tell you that the government is reliableThey wanna tell you that islam is dangerousWhen everybody know the christians are the blame for this'cause it's the truth, deal with itBut you complain everytime I'm real with itI'm bout to kill critics, and then take 'em to warAnd teach 'em how to put their love and faith in AllahOr I'm breaking their jaw, or I take 'em to burn'cause that's the only *****ing way the pagans will learn
