I know I look like, Immortal to you But I created genetic clone just to speak to you Me and 279, are a bomb in the building Coz' underground shows never got women and I'm serial killin', every fake nigga So most people rap won't survive Machine gun everything around me like a And rubber with the ghost of Princess Diana I'm like Santana, pulling in the game While slaves emulate their masters living the Forget the I can't rest a second I got security tapping my phone But here's a to the government that creeps on me I'm like a cum stained mattress - sleep on me I deep, with a fully loaded AK Murder cowards in their sleep the I.R.A I Zone 4 Dawg, that's the best hood You a shot while you sittin in your whip like Tim Westwood Whilin' out, you know how we doing And this is in the meanwhile Other cats are spittin' a written composition You're crushed submission This is Harlem, you'll never to stardom kid I came 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 album back Benzino You I'm sick with the flow, spittin' it slow 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, when I'm it, off of the brain Lyrically insane, Immortal Technique, saying you nice as me You telling lies Me and you have never been even like Small's eyes When will you realize, Technique is iller The socialist guerrilla, Stomp you like a stone Comin' through, whoever, cleverly, under the weather Yo, it's like that the latin a make it happen I'm about to go platinum but when you see me up in the 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 continue to And yo, the voice of racism preaching the gospel, ayo devilish A church in America called the prophet Muhammad a Forgetting God is not a religion, but a spiritual And Jesus is the most quoted in the Qu'ran They bombing innocent people, tryin' to Saddam When they him those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran This is the that they hold back from Peter Jennings Cause Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally I break it down with critical language and spiritual The Judas I hang with, the guilt of Christ You him, stole his religion, and painted him white Translated in psychologically philosophy Conservative political wing, ideology together sloppily, the blasphemy of a nation I got my back to the wall, I'm assassination Bay, federal incarceration How could this be, the of the free, home of the brave? holocaust, and the home of the slaves Corporate America, dancin' offbeat to the They really think country never sponsored terrorism rights violations, we continue the saga El Savador and the contras in And on top of that, they still wanna me to prison cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism Ayo I'm still bugging out I know you flipped the Which I'm spitting off the top of the mental Ay yo this government is tapping my Like I told you before, I'm it raw I smash your kids in a car door And thats how it goes, you know there's ill and crazy Technique blazingly, amazing MCs Yo, I'm out with the illest rappers alive And yo I strive to be better, I to survive I strive to a live wire to the top of my brain I make cuts on my dick masochistic tactics And take a fat ish While simultaneously a pregnant fat bitch On a mattress the featus uses my dick to practice gymnastics Dancing on it a balance beam doing backflips Ay yo, I kids, and I compact them, ayo, I subtract them And I'm keepin' this freestyle from the brain, I'm insane Let me Ayo, let me you the rap-up from 2003 People went to war and they tried to drag me, and else And now we to put Tony Blair back on the shelf 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 people's faces and out Ay yo no doubt, I keep it complete, Immortal And can even flip it in Spanish, make rappers vanish Immortal Technique, I be chillin', with my boy Ay yo Dogg dot com, log on, so we can drop bombs Yo, Bragging Rights to dot com To Rock Steady, your not ready, won every 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 means you catching 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 cash in the Sinceramente - - end of the letter