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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 don't believe it
I it's hard to stomach the truth like a bulimic
it's a game and nobody is willing to clean it
But is for the paraplygics, people dreamin' of runnin'
ladies to men who don't please 'em, dreamin' of comin'
urbanly murderers like David when I'm gunnin'
Some cowards on the internet didn't think I would
to talk shit in person, cause 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 greatest ambition
It's a bad decision to follow any religion
I don't see the difference in the raw and the wrong
Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they
I'm just like a motherfucker strapped to a bomb
Humanity is gone, smoked up in a bong
by a democrat republican and Chong
Immortal Technique, you never 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 your
and shake body like a baby born addicted to crack
And since is a gamble like the craps tables at Vegas
I freestyle my destiny, it's not written in

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

Some think I won't make it
but I know that I
Escape the
cause shit is slow and it kills
the flow and the
I y'all believe that it last
You can make the
but it starts LEAVING THE PAST