Atom Tha Immortal - A.I. lyrics

Resurrected Spirit guide me Trapped in the body of man Physical Flesh representing the spiritual d**h Sons of Enoch I walk with a hood, coated Encoded in my own Mystery History I see as somebody before me Human minds hidden in computer circuitry Never the one To shudder under pain Undercover, you're living a lie Deliver your soul to El-Shaddai Bounded by the shackles of conscience Over launches Like the pilot of Pontius In the marshes of inner-darkness I spark, pulling political minds like Marxists Polemical Apologetic ability It's k**ing me to see a wack MC upon the podium I'll break a faker like linoleum I'll tear your flesh And rip your bone apart like Napoleon Atom tha Immortal, A.I. Military advanced Gladiator machinery The genetically enhanced "Physical configuration in Spacetime" "Software emulation of a man's mind" ...I represent the Son of Man While your actions aligning better with a pentagram Gematria Delivering the long lost Seer I strike like the 7th son of Caesar Towering like the Pisa Over the land that's been abandoned Since the last man demanded to understand it Like Leibniz and Descartes Ripping apart Your wack pseudo-philosophical fallacy rampart The braveheart of this artform Asking the hardcore Who's gonna be the first feeling the hard floor I make a head spin like cardboard Bracing yourself You want more, here's an encore Punk Gunning guerilla rhyme You find yourself dealing with a mind From another Spacetime continuum When you die it'll be nothing but strife You'll have to face the one you've disobeyed your whole life Atom tha Immortal, A.I. Military advanced Gladiator machinery The genetically enhanced "Physical configuration in Spacetime" "Software emulation of a man's mind" I leave circles when I walk Never looking back Facing the fact Physical aggression's gripping me Like a government of tyranny over the populace I conquer continents of prominance Spiritual dominance My mental stance is of confidence Not in myself, but in the LORD and his promises s**led by a she-wolf like I was Romulus Moving my troops like Chairman Mao moving the Communists Underground synonymous with little audience It seems Sitting in my room Trying to make my life like my dreams But it don't seem Like it's gonna be happening soon So I meditate and await the Earth's doom Man, I've been rocking songs Like Osama Bin Laden's been plotting On dropping a bomb on the Pentagon From the House of Romanov I'm sipping Molotov co*ktails And living water out of Holy Grails.