Zafiro Añejo lyrics

[Excerpt from a newscast]
He wrote to Jimmy Breslin: "Hello from the gutters of New York City, which are filled with dog manure, vomit, stale wine, urine, and blood."
These were direct references to the Satanic black mass. Of which, dog manure, vomit, stale wine, urine and blood are used in a desecration of the Catholic mass

[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, yeah, look

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
Look, it’s a beautiful form of architecture
I’m a Medici, I’m an art collector
Hold a blicky like an arms inspector
Supervillain likе a dark Avenger
I’m paintin' you a darker picturе
Hans Richter, a bizarre director
’88 was a dark December
Enjoy pain, suffer pleasure
Park the Tesla by the market sector
He got the Dama Blanca from a foreign vendor
Every single bar a lecture
Nucleic acid for the drug receptor
Aphrodite served the gods the nectar
Foot on the neck and apply the pressure
Lovell Rugby or a Prada sweater
Headshot, that’s a trauma center
Stupid!
[Verse 2: Recognize Ali]
Uh, the mic-checker, whack rap inspector (Yeah)
Dinosaur bone collector, dope jewel selector
High science knowledge and wisdom injector (Hmm)
I was in Abu Dhabi, now I'm back to Mecca (Alhamdulillah)
Allahu Akbar, you n*ggas ain't that hard (Nah)
Get your freakin' neck scarred when you step to the black guard (My n*gga)
My sh*t heavy like a fat boar
Back off, or the semi-automatic gat roar (Boom-boom-boom-boom!)
My nana told me one day I'll be great
Yellow butter cake, I had to learn to bake (Whoo!)
If I'm hungry then I want your plate
King of the Jungle, wrestle with the apes
I stick a iron in your gut, Pa (Ahh!)
Man it's joyful as your blood pour (Hahaha)
Armed to the teeth, you don't want war
They find the steel in your grill like you Paul Wall, war

[Interlude: Boob Bronx]
Bronx, word
Let me catch this sh*t real quick (Let me catch this sh*t)
Got you

[Verse 3: Boob Bronx]
Yeah, apply the pressure 'til that needle break
n*ggas need a break, they got steam comin' out their face
Grace don't dance with the ingrates, we different grades (Word)
Left hook deft like Tito, bendito (That's wicked sh*t)
Only smoke they don't want parts of is weed smoke
Animals with cruelty, skip this like truancy (Nah, don't come at this)
You'll get schooled and won't learn sh*t, true indeed (Word)
Trouble trouble, b*tches chuckle while your knees buckle (Whoo!)
Ain't no scuffle, I'ma throw your ass around this b*tch
Clownish, yeah, where the f*ck y'all found this kid? (f*ck outta here)
Pendejo, catch you with that marksman (Word)
De lejos, fry you like a f*ckin' egg roll
Tate quieto, anything that's comin' out my face fuego (Word)
Ain't sh*t nuevo, I'm an organized rebel (Word)
Pardon, might give a f*ck 'bout the size of a pebble (I don't give a f*ck, right?)
But word to God I ain't a devil, f*ckin' grenade (Grenade)