Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Club Freestyle

I know I like, Immortal Technique to you
But I created genetic clone just to speak to you
Me and 279, are a bomb in the building
Coz' underground never got women and children
I'm killin', every fake nigga alive
So most people tryna' rap survive
Machine gun around me like a panorama
And burn rubber the ghost of Princess Diana
I'm like Santana, pulling in the game
While slaves emulate their living the same
the fame
I can't rest a second
I got security tapping my phone
But here's a warning to the government that on me
I'm like a cum stained mattress - sleep on me
I deep, with a fully loaded AK
Murder in their sleep like the I.R.A
I Zone 4 Dawg, that's the best hood
You catch a shot while you sittin in whip like Tim Westwood
out, you know how we doing persuing
And this is freestyle in the
Other cats are spittin' a written bitten
You're into submission
This is Harlem, you'll rise to stardom kid
I down to London, and you know how we did
And this is off the dome, off of the brain, lyrically
And how I'm tripping, that's how I'm flipping
Ay yo, check it out, now I'm the Latino
I never had to buy an album back Benzino
You know I'm sick with the flow, spittin' it
And yo I had to go to the bathroom, I made a
I lost 10 pounds, and I don't gamble
So y'know, what's happening, when I'm it, off of the brain
Lyrically insane, Technique, saying you nice as me dawg?
You telling lies
Me and you have never been like Biggie Small's eyes
When will you realize, Technique is iller
The socialist guerrilla, you like a stone pillar
through, representing whoever, cleverly, under the weather
Yo, it's like the latin assasin a make it happen
I'm about to go platinum but when you see me up in the
Rockin' it hip-hop off the top of the
And yo, how it goes, that's how it flows, that's how it shows
Ay yo 96.9
Ay yo I substract the same numbers both sides and thats 5-9
And that's fine, and I continue to
I to shine, I continue to climb
And yo, the voice of preaching the gospel, ayo thats devilish
A church in America called the prophet a terrorist
Forgetting God is not a religion, but a spiritual
And Jesus is the most quoted in the Qu'ran
They bombing people, tryin' to murder Saddam
When they gave him those chemical weapons to go to war Iran
This is the information that they back from Peter Jennings
Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally Hemmings
I break it down with critical language and spiritual
The Judas I with, the guilt of betraying Christ
You murdered him, his religion, and painted him white
in psychologically tainted philosophy
Conservative political wing, ideology
Glued together sloppily, the blasphemy of a
I got my back to the wall, I'm facin'
Guantanamo Bay, incarceration
How could this be, the land of the free, home of the
Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the
America, dancin' offbeat to the rhythm
They really think this country never terrorism
Human rights violations, we the saga
El Savador and the in Nicaragua
And on top of that, they still wanna me to prison
Just cause I won't trade humanity for
Ayo I'm still bugging out I you flipped the instrumental
Which I'm spitting off the top of the mental
Ay yo this government is my phone
Like I told you before, I'm it raw
I smash kids hands in a car door
And how it goes, you know there's ill and theirs crazy
Technique blazingly, amazing MCs
Yo, I'm hangin' out with the illest alive
And yo I strive to be better, I strive to
I to strap a live wire to the top of my brain
I make cuts on my dick with masochistic
And take a fat ish
While simultaneously stabbing a pregnant fat
On a mattress
While the featus uses my dick to gymnastics
Dancing on it like a balance doing backflips
Ay yo, I smack kids, and I them, ayo, I subtract them
And I'm keepin' this from the brain, I'm lyrically insane
Let me
Ayo, let me give you the rap-up 2003
People to war and they tried to drag me, and everyone else
And now we about to put Tony Blair on the shelf
Were taking it ova', my to Jehovah, I don't got a Range Rover
I be in the tube, I be at the (?)
Spitting on faces and whiling out
Ay yo no doubt, I keep it complete, Technique
And can even flip it in Spanish, make vanish like
Immortal Technique, I be chillin', my boy Clamento
Ay yo Ralph Dogg dot com, log on, so we can bombs
Yo, Bragging to hook dot com
To Rock Steady, your not ready, won battle in New York city
Your style is not pretty, kinda Macy Gray, ahaha
And my faith in god is shitty
I'll put my hand on a bible and Whoopi that shes pretty
And is some mean stuff, that I'm spitting off the top of the brain
Ay yo you know how I rock, 2-7-9 that means you 18 shots
And how it goes, and thats how it flows, and I'm out of here
I'm out your ho
I'm with your masters and the in the Jetta
- Technique - end of the letter