I know I look like, Immortal to you But I this genetic clone just to speak to you Me and 279, are planting a in the building Coz' shows never got women and children I'm serial killin', every fake nigga So people tryna' rap won't survive gun everything around me like a panorama And burn rubber with the ghost of Diana I'm Santana, pulling strings in the game While slaves emulate their living the same Forget the I can't a second alone I got homeland tapping my phone But a warning to the government that creeps on me I'm like a cum stained mattress - don't on me I roll deep, a fully loaded AK Murder cowards in their sleep the I.R.A I represent 4 Dawg, that's the best hood You catch a shot while you sittin in your whip like Tim Whilin' out, you know how we doing And is freestyle in the meanwhile Other cats are spittin' a written bitten You're crushed submission This is Harlem, never rise to stardom kid I down to London, and you know how we did And this is off the dome, off of the brain, insane And that's how I'm tripping, that's how I'm Ay yo, it out, now I'm the illest Latino I never had to buy an album back like You know I'm sick with the flow, spittin' it And yo I had to go to the bathroom, I a scramble I lost 10 pounds, and I even gamble So y'know, what's happening, I'm rockin' it, off of the brain Lyrically insane, Immortal Technique, saying you nice as me You straight telling Me and you have never even like Biggie Small's eyes When will you realize, Immortal is iller The guerrilla, Stomp you like a stone pillar Comin' through, representing whoever, cleverly, under the Yo, it's like that the latin assasin a make it I'm to go platinum but when you see me up in the spot it hip-hop off the top of the knot And yo, that's how it goes, that's how it flows, that's how it Ay yo 96.9 Ay yo I substract the numbers from both sides and thats 5-9 And fine, and I continue to climb I continue to shine, I to climb And yo, the of racism preaching the gospel, ayo thats devilish A in America called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist Forgetting God is not a religion, but a spiritual And Jesus is the most quoted in the Qu'ran bombing innocent people, tryin' to murder Saddam When gave him those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran This is the information they hold back from Peter Jennings Cause Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally I break it down with critical language and anguish The I hang with, the guilt of betraying Christ You him, stole his religion, and painted him white Translated in psychologically philosophy Conservative political wing, ideology Glued together sloppily, the blasphemy of a I got my back to the wall, I'm facin' Guantanamo Bay, federal How could this be, the of the free, home of the brave? Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the Corporate America, dancin' to the rhythm They really think this country never terrorism Human rights violations, we the saga El and the contras in Nicaragua And on top of that, they wanna take me to prison Just cause I trade humanity for patriotism Ayo I'm still bugging out I know you the instrumental coincidental I'm spitting off the top of the mental Ay yo this government is tapping my Like I you before, I'm keeping it raw I smash your kids hands in a car And thats how it goes, you know ill and theirs crazy Immortal blazingly, amazing MCs Yo, I'm hangin' out the illest rappers alive And yo I to be better, I strive to survive I to strap a live wire to the top of my brain I cuts on my dick with masochistic tactics And take a fat ish While simultaneously stabbing a pregnant fat On a vomit-covered While the featus uses my to practice gymnastics Dancing on it like a balance beam doing Ay yo, I smack kids, and I them, ayo, I subtract them And I'm keepin' freestyle 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 Blair back 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 people's and whiling out Ay yo no doubt, I keep it complete, Immortal And can even flip it in Spanish, rappers vanish like Technique, I be chillin', with my boy Clamento Ay yo Ralph Dogg dot com, log on, so we can drop Yo, Bragging Rights to dot com To Rock Steady, not ready, won every battle in New York city Your is not pretty, kinda like Macy Gray, ahaha And my faith in god is shitty I'll put my hand on a bible and Whoopi that shes pretty And this is some stuff, that I'm spitting off the top of the brain Ay yo you know how I rock, 2-7-9 that means you catching 18 And thats how it goes, and thats how it flows, and I'm out of I'm out with ho I'm with your and the cash in the Jetta - Technique - end of the letter