Artist: Vinnie Paz f/ Sick Jacken Album: Season of the Assassin Song: No Spiritual Surrendder Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Vinnie Paz] Yeah... I don't know why y'all scared now, this ain't a new game Christians been rapin children over in Ukraine I don't indulge in small talk, it's only true pain I don't divulge the plan ock, I fuck with Hussein Acid is fallin from the sky, fuck a new reign This is a flammable liquified gas, butane Muggs gave me audio heroin, hit the blue vein I ain't even Vinnie no more, Evil my new name I'm like Elijah Muhammad carryin thoughts afar Laws of nature are mathematical thougts of god I'm taking everything lettin you faggot authors starve War criminals are becoming the arbiters of law And y'all are fouler than swallowin pork Real talk, free speech under foreign assault And y'all are buryin your head in the dirt The +Heavy Metal King+ hold big shit, hit your head with the lock [Chorus: Sick Jacken] This shit is (raw) the Jedi Mind's (raw) It's war with the metaphor and you ain't seen a storm before You ain't 'Pac, get the fuck out of the underground floor It's over, homey you ain't got no love anymore Do it (raw) the Psycho Realm's (raw) This war's gonna end all, you ain't seen a storm before I ain't takin this shit no more We approach with a white skull when we assassinatin y'all (SOUL~!) [Vinnie Paz] I'm the father of anything that's been done before I was sparrin with you I ain't even begun the war I like darkness, I don't know what the sun is for Y'all have small hammers, y'all must be the son of Thor Don't need hands, telepathically the gun'll draw That's the reason that you motherfuckers is runnin for I saw the angel Gabriel y'all who we comin for Y'all occupied the same hell when I confronted y'all I can ascend without any physical death I can repent without any physical breath To me it's not a discussion it's invisible chess And if the vodka not Russian it ain't hittin the chest I can talk about guns, drugs, deadin your shit I can talk about the Torah and dimensional shifts The power of the almighty is what's sent through my lips The power of the almighty when the sentinel spits [Chorus] [Vinnie Paz] I'm the complete rapper, the 7th son of the beast master My heart is bigger than anyone and it beats faster I'm a fuckin king, gettin better with each chapter Kiss the fuckin ring, you'd better agree bastard A "Sucker MC" like the +D.M.C.+ classic I'm not a fuckin star yet, but the seed planted Energy of Godhead, Vinnie P tantric I'm capable of levitatin and speak Sanskrit Yeah, and that's all part of the perfect machine Part of perfect precision, part of the perfect regime Part of purpose and the part of the work on my Deen Perform wudhu make selat now the surface is clean Everything meticulous Vinnie work is pristine Fuck with me you'll take a trip under earth with the queen I give a fuck about a critic I'm searchin for cream My shit is filled with hollow tips so it bursts in ya spleen [Chorus]