Immortal Technique - Anomalies lyrics

[Verse 1: Immortal Technique] Ayo, you're blind to the fact, cause you're a coward and a dreamer A p**y like Nazis hiding in Argentina Pop sh**, I'll catch you quicker than a misdemeanor And put you in a f**ing box next to Selena Cause I'm the meanest motherf**er you could ever imagine Incarcerate the universe inside a single atom But since the populous can't fathom space n' stars I spit razor-blades that cover your face with scars k**ing you on the spot like you saw the face of God Empty the clip in you and load 16 for your squad Dying is easy, but living with Satan's gonna be hard I spit revolutionary bars that'll touch ya' Bolshevik status; murder you, like the King of Russia And on your tombstone chisel "Fake motherf**er" co*ks**er, I played you Cause I'm the God, but I wouldn't send my son to save you I gave you the pieces to reconstruct the world and the past But all you could was ridicule the future and laugh So Imma' split you in half, machine gun to your belly And then I'll piss all over your little sister like R. Kelly I got more connections than illegal selling microchips To hunt you down after I destroy the mic when I spit Immortal Technique b**h! I'm a real lyricist Other people just use Jay-Z as their ventriloquist Now run and tell your boss, you mothaf**in' snitch [Verse 2: D. Rymz] Most cats can't remember me cause my brain shaking energy Mentally hitting victims so hard they lose they memory And generally, you'd rather go to hell than be my enemy You're meant to be with a foot in the chest, there's the penalty Divide then mutilate drum beats Before I touch a MC in the cypher, I lubricate the tough piece Spin against his Earth till' his reality's reversed So when he spits his best verse, it comes out as his worse So life begins in a hearse and ends it with birth So everything that he hate, he loves until it hurts My logic is sick All you chumps gotta get sticked Hot as the clip that was dipped up in the bottomless pit With knowledge equipped I thieve on the foolish Reason I knew this Jesus and Judas, Caesar and Brutus David Goliath, I'm seizing Divine You heathens are blind Be warned, I storm like all four seasons combined Carve your extremities like mob in the Genovese Heat the part of the brain in charge of the memories Dudes done forgot how we starved in the 70's Sons continuing wars Our fathers were enemies In these dark spots the Don bomb like the Lebanese The wicked trying to replace God with celebrities You heard me The wicked trying to replace God with celebrities [Hook x2] Too real Too fake you trying to be My powerful words something you ain't trying to see A real lyricist, in depth, so honor me I am what you not I'm an anomaly