Crimes of the Heart

Verse 1

Yea I turned 21 in prison locked up at night

Now I walk around free seems like another life

Another roll with some other dice

Another ho or a loving wife

People come and go some really you never know

Intellectual midgets that really never grow

Fake love that holds on like "can I hold you though?"

And old friends will look at you like "yo, yea, I told you so"

A toast to the broken hearted

Who never finished what they ****in started

People who go out and try to be a rebel at night

Try to make up for the fact that they settled in life

It's like a fight between the devil & Christ over the limelight

Spiritual celebrity poker

But the whole deck is full of jokers

And every year that you get older

The stakes get higher

Gambling with a bunch of fakes and liars

Real talk cause the real New York

Is the pain and the suffering of lost love

Staring off into the distance in the midst of the club

Depression and emptiness that lead to suicide

And the struggle inside of yourself that keeps you alive

Survived and medicated stalked by sobriety

The life that you live now tortured by memories violently

I pray inside of me that one day you could be forgiven

For murdering the beautiful world we used to live in

Hook x2

Crimes of the heart

Verse 2

Love, doesn't need a complicated metaphor

And sometimes nothin' needs to be said at all

Sometimes a person you're with is not your one and only

And you just **** with them because you afraid to be lonely

And when you come back its too late

So you overcompensate, like victims of rape, full of self-hate

Lost in the affection to strangers around you

Instead of the only person that ever gave a **** about you

Thought you were happy so you didn't come check me

But then when he cheated or treated you incorrectly

You conveniently realized you could never forget me

And tried to crawl back in my life unexpectedly

These are my indictments of those who claim to be righteous

And leave a trail of broken hearts on their way to enlightment

But I can't give into hatred or pass judgment

Even towards every illusion I've been in love with

Cause the heart that betrays itself willingly

Is like a nation that trades freedom for stability

It's so seductive to be cold and corrupted

And isolated and try to be an independent republic

But liberty to be loved on the surface is worthless

The sacrifice of revolution with no purpose

Take it from a criminal searching for his redemption

Cursing at God desperately trying to get his attention

Hook x2

Crimes of the heart

Bridge

Looking for the shining light

Who's it gonna be

Who'll walk the line with me tonight

Round we go, won't cross

Climbing through the endless night

Who's it gonna be

Who'll walk the line with me this time

Climbing through the endless night

Hook

Crimes of the heart

* hidden track:Rebel Arms(Featuring J. Arch & Da Circle)

Intro: DJ Green Lantern

What you thought it was over?!

**** ain't over 'til we say it's over ************

Aiyyo Tech, what you think about the rap game right about now?

"It's all ********, you know that, I know that!

Hey, come along with me man, we'll have a budget, huh?

We'll have some clout.."

"I didn't get into this for that!"

"Well that's all there is!"

"Well if that's all there is I've been wastin my **********in time wit'chu

I can get more clout and more money on the STREET

Than I can get followin your ass..."

Immortal Technique

(Rebel arms!) Yeah... yeah, uhh, yeah

The game is polluted with rappers that are really snitches

And most DJ's are nothin but, industry *****es

And we don't got, no mansion or riches

But we got guns and knives and your children's pictures

And everybody loses in war, but you lose more

What you think we brought back the Panthers, and the Zulu for?

Immortal witchdoctor made himself a voodoo doll

For every ************ that fronted that I can recall

**** the industry, don't call me, you can't get with me

I'll leave ****** hangin like Mississippi

RBG to the last drop of blood in my body

Or the Feds drag me away, like a tsunami

But I'll be back, like a fresh bodybag from Iraq

Like a Baltimore slum, during the resurgence of crack

Brown and black, like the A.K. I keep in the strap

While we waitin on the next stock market collapse!

Da Circle

It's territorial, oratory editorial

**** around I'll be the cause of your life's memorial

I write rap's territorial, East Coast border zoo

Never crossin waters 'til I will coastally slaughter you

I'm better than all of you, vendetta's be mauling you

You're talkin cheddar, I'm a shreddar, I'll sever it off of you

I'll never remorse for you, no letters endorsin you

Pole position in the coffin is what it's, costin you

The cockiest bosses who control the fortunes too

The mortgage is of a cultural losses, through and through

(But it's the rebel arms!) Godspeed with devil's charms

The *****-made gets switchblades in every arm

And this way we ix-nay on any harm

Cause snakes play and fakes lay like hidden bombs

We march in unison, the soul is true within

Eternal missions with church, a lifetime to do it in

Stronghold said it, whoop yo' *****-ass with batons

The rebel arms swarm and form like Voltron

Slash your own beast, you heard +Mark of the East+

Runnin through cop lands screamin "**** the police!"

Hormones in the water (water) they actin out of order

Like a pack of rabid wolves, they lambs for the slaughter

Crush your mandible, rip the drums like Animal

Eat MC's they my own kind, I'm a cannibal

My regimen salute me, haters wanna shoot me

Kool-Aid in their veins, they're lawyers tryin to sue me

"You sell crack and rap, did a skid bid

Multiple baby mamas, take care of yo' kids"

Guillotine rap, shackles on your neck

Chemical warfare where punchlines connect

Da Circle play the snipers, with Immortal Tech'

They called the block governor to drag him of the set!

J. Arch

Rebel arms out for supremacy and move non-gimmicky

Related to royalty on each trip you mention me

Twist bars illest-ly, rebel against the infantry

Get more than yo' feet wet when I make you a memory

Cats not ready because they commercially industry

I make house calls to those afraid to visit me

Disrespect, I'll smash off the petty

From undisclosed locates, move fast for their cheddy

Arch don't breakdance, yet I +Rock Steady+

I jump on your scope to prove your aim not deadly

My shot to the top is like Mikki and Mal' smelly

Flow milky like the tits of a chick, that's top heavy

The +Technique's Immortal+ so Rebel Arm's the regiment

Arch status nicer than, other rappers ever been

My cantine's full from when the doc don't got medicine

Five-star general, frontline veteran

Outro: DJ Green Lantern

Invasion baby!

**** ain't a ****in game that we playin

Immortal Technique...

Oh yeah, don't forget

"Revolutionary Vol. 3" comin soon

You're not worthy, you sons-of-*****es!