Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Club Freestyle

I know I look like, Immortal to you
But I created this genetic clone just to to you
Me and 279, are a bomb in the building
Coz' shows never got women and children
I'm serial killin', every fake nigga
So people tryna' rap won't survive
Machine gun around me like a panorama
And burn rubber the ghost of Princess Diana
I'm Santana, pulling strings in the game
While slaves emulate their masters the same
the fame
I rest a second alone
I got homeland security my phone
But here's a warning to the government creeps on me
I'm like a cum stained - don't sleep on me
I roll deep, with a loaded AK
Murder cowards in sleep like the I.R.A
I Zone 4 Dawg, that's the best hood
You catch a shot while you sittin in your like Tim Westwood
out, you know how we doing persuing
And is freestyle in the meanwhile
Other cats are spittin' a written composition
You're crushed into
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, how I'm flipping
Ay yo, check it out, now I'm the illest
I never had to buy an back like Benzino
You know I'm sick the flow, spittin' it slow
And yo I had to go to the bathroom, I made a
I lost 10 pounds, and I even gamble
So y'know, what's happening, when I'm rockin' it, off of the
Lyrically insane, Technique, saying you nice as me dawg?
You straight telling
Me and you have never been like Biggie Small's eyes
When you realize, Immortal Technique is iller
The socialist guerrilla, Stomp you 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
Rockin' it hip-hop off the top of the
And yo, that's how it goes, that's how it flows, how it shows
Ay yo 96.9
Ay yo I substract the same numbers from sides and thats 5-9
And fine, and I continue to climb
I continue to shine, I continue to
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 bond
And Jesus is the quoted prophet in the Qu'ran
They bombing innocent people, tryin' to Saddam
When gave him those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran
This is the information that they hold back from Peter
Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally Hemmings
I it down with critical language and spiritual anguish
The I hang with, the guilt of betraying Christ
You him, stole his religion, and painted him white
Translated in psychologically tainted
political right wing, ideology
Glued together sloppily, the blasphemy of a
I got my to the wall, I'm facin' assassination
Guantanamo Bay, federal
How could this be, the land of the free, of the brave?
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 contras in
And on top of that, they wanna take me to prison
Just cause I won't trade humanity for
Ayo I'm still out I know you flipped the instrumental
Which coincidental I'm off the top of the mental
Ay yo this is tapping my phone
Like I you before, I'm keeping it raw
I smash your kids in a car door
And thats how it goes, you know ill and theirs crazy
Technique blazingly, amazing MCs
Yo, I'm hangin' out with the rappers alive
And yo I strive to be better, I to survive
I strive to strap a live wire to the top of my
I make cuts on my dick with masochistic
And take a fat ish
While stabbing a pregnant fat bitch
On a vomit-covered
While the featus uses my dick to gymnastics
Dancing on it like a beam doing backflips
Ay yo, I kids, and I compact them, ayo, I subtract them
And I'm this freestyle from the brain, I'm lyrically insane
Let me
Ayo, let me give you the rap-up 2003
People went to war and they to drag me, and everyone else
And now we about to put Tony Blair back on the
taking it ova', my word 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
Technique, I be chillin', with my boy Clamento
Ay yo Ralph Dogg dot com, log on, so we can bombs
Yo, Bragging to hook dot com
To Steady, your not ready, won every battle in New York city
style 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 mean stuff, that I'm off the top of the brain
Ay yo you how I rock, 2-7-9 that means you catching 18 shots
And thats how it goes, and thats how it flows, and I'm out of
I'm out with ho
I'm with your masters and the in the Jetta
Sinceramente - - end of the letter