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"Leaving The Past"

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They told me I would never make it, I would achieve it
Reality is nourishment, but people believe it
I guess hard to stomach the truth like a bulimic
it's a dirty game and nobody is to clean it
But this is for the paraplygics, people dreamin' of
ladies to men who don't please 'em, dreamin' of comin'
urbanly murderers David Berkowitz when I'm gunnin'
Some cowards on the internet didn't I would sell
scared to talk shit in person, they stuck in a shell
and couldn't understand the pain of stuck in a cell
Hell is not a place you go, if you not a
it's the failure of your life's ambition
a bad decision to blindly follow any religion
I don't see the in between the raw and the wrong
Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and moms
I'm just like a motherfucker strapped to a bomb
is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong
by a democrat republican and Chong
Immortal Technique, you heard me preachin' a song
I'm not controversial, I'm just the facts
Put your hands in the air like you got the heat to back
and shake your body like a baby addicted to crack
And since life is a gamble the craps tables at Vegas
I freestyle my destiny, not written in pages

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I hate it when they us how far we came to be
as if our peoples history with slavery
Painfully I discovered the shit they us secret
is the exodus like the black Jews out of Egypt
I keep it based wit the music I make
brought the truth to your with the style I run wit
like the navy missile that shot down flight hundred
I'm the Africans who came here before Colombus
and from the 15-hundreds until after the
I watch America get raped in the sorrow
You see the Spaniards never left despues de
and if you don't me, you can click on Univision
I seen so much racism in all of my life
every and newscast, all of 'em white
It's Apartheid with ten percent ruling the rest
that type of stress'll make me put the fucking tool to chest
Step in my way nigga, I wanna be ya
I slow like (a) pissing drunk with gonorrhea
I'll do a freak in North Korea, burning the flag
Jay Edgar Hoover politicians dress up in drag
Try to confuse you, it hard to follow this:
capitalism and are not synonymous
You swallow propaganda like a birth control
sellin' your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar
But that will never be me, cause I'm the past
like an abused wife with the kids, your ass
Like a drug addict and sober, leavin' the stash
Technique leavin' the plane crash
I'm out with the black box and I to return
I spit reality, of what you usually learn
and I to be concerned with condescending advice
I'm the only motherfucker that could change my life

Some people think I make it
but I that I will
Escape the
cause that is slow and it kills
the and the skill
I y'all believe that it last
You can the future
but it with LEAVING THE PAST