Muggs - No Spiritual Surrender lyrics

I don't know why y'all scared now, this ain't a new game* Christians been raping children over in Ukraine I don't indulge in small talk, it's only true pain I don't divulge the plan ahk, I f** with Hussein Acid is falling from the sky, f** a new reign This is a flammable liquified gas butane Muggs gave me audio h**n, hit the Blue vein I ain't even Vinnie no more, Evil my new name I'm like Elijah Muhammad carrying thoughts afar Laws of nature and mathematical charts of god I'm taking everything letting you f*ggot authors starve War criminals are becoming the arbiters of law And y'all are fouler than swallowing pork Real talk, free speech under foreign a**ault And y'all are burying your head in the dirt The heavy metal king hold big sh**, hit your head with the lock [Hook: Sick Jacken] This sh** 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 f** out of the underground floor It's over, homie you ain't got no love anymore Do it (raw), the Psychorealm's (raw) This war's gonna end all, you ain't seen a storm before I ain't taking this sh** no more We approach with a white skull when we a**a**inating y'all [Verse 2:] I'm the father of anything that's been done before I was sparring 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 will draw That's the reason that you motherf**ers is running for I saw the angel Gabriel y'all who we coming for Y'all lock your part the same hell when I confronted y'all I can ascend without any physical d**h I can repent without any physical breath To me it's not a discussion it's invisible chess And if the vodka not Russian then it ain't hitting the chest I can talk about d**, guns, deading your sh** 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 [Hook] [Verse 3:] I'm the complete rapper, the seventh son of the beast master My heart is bigger than anyone and it beats faster I'm a f**ing king getting better with each chapter Kiss the f**ing ring, you'd better agree ba*tard A s**er MC like the DMC cla**ic I'm not a f**ing star yet but the seed planted Energy of god head, Vinnie P tantric I'm capable of levitating 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 salah now the surface is clean Everything meticulous, Vinnie's work is pristine f** with me you'll take a trip under earth with the queen I give a f** about a critic, I'm searching for cream My sh** is filled with hollow tips so it bursts in ya spleen [Hook]