[Intro: the film "Scarface"] [Host:] I've heard whispers about the support your government from the drug industry.
[Guest:] Well, the of this, of course, is that money, which is in the billions, is coming from your country. You see, you are the major of our national product, is of course cocaine.
On one hand, you're saying the United States government is spending of dollars to eliminate the of drugs onto our streets. At the same time, we are doing business the very same that is flooding our streets with cocaine.
[Guest:] Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me you a few other characters that are involved in tragic comedy.
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[Two Men in Spanish]
Technique - Worker] I'm on the border of Bolivia, for pennies Treated like a slave, the coke have to be ready The spirit of my people is starving, broken and Dreaming about revolution (REVOLUTION!) at my machete But the is too heavy to rise up in arms And if I ran away, I know they'd probably my moms So I to "Heso Preisto" when I go to the mission Process the cocaine, paced and my position
- Cocaine Field Boss] Ok, listen while I'm out there, just give me my we chop off ya hands for worker's misconduct I got the power to a copper, and not get charged And it would be sad to see your family in front of a squad So to feed your kids, I these bricks 40 tons in total, let me it, indeed I [sniff] Shit, this is good, me a tissue And don't worry them, I paid off the officials
[Diabolic - Peruvian Yo, it don't come as a challenge, I'm the son of of the foulest Elected by my people...the one on the ballot Born and bred to consult feds, I laugh at fate And my predecessor to have his place In a third-world fashion state, lock the 90% of the wealth in 10% of the population The Central Agency takes weight faithfully The type of China white and cocaine you'll see
[Tonedeff - American Distributor] Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank suddenly grown It's funny, we're so out of this from this money we owe ya...mind if I told you I had two governments overthrown To keep our son enrolled in a school, and to keep ya tummy swollen C'mon, our fuckin' was built on the foundation of bloody throats The stolen of they souls, of course this country's runnin' coke I took a stunted to hush the one's who know But CIA conducts the flow of these hustlers who lust for dough
[Poison Pen - Drug I work in the hood (Hit my connect) Plus what's really good, they supply for the dudes fucking crack me up, scrutinize like we inferior Petrified we meet in my area (calm down) My dude's'll shoot I say so, got the loot? Give me the YAY YAY like Ice Cube, so don't play my llello We won't stop for you Must choose (?), it and bag it
[Loucipher - Undercover Officer] pictures and tapping phones Debating and cracking codes a couple, blast the fo', Want any hustler stacking dough with probably the blow And my overtime is where your go I gain trust Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up On the low with cameras ya Getting pop away? The sentence is going to Make the officer leave two ki's out the evidence room
[C-Rayz - Prison Inmate] Out the evidence [Said with Loucipher] Went my fame, truck, or plane, they watching you You you got work? They copping too We control blocks, lock countries Ya own companies, we had cars and sneaker money Now there's players out there, talking the holding With bugs in they house like they down South windows open Your dough long, you wrong, you take shorts and (?) Feds will be up in your mouth...like and spoons So enjoy the rush, live off Coke bread Soon you'll be in a cell with me, like Lopez In school, I was a bully, now is fully a joke I keep a flow on a boat for Coke Players do favors for and tax makers Fat Quakers smoke crack and sex with bad mayors The walls got ears, you big mouths scared Not prepared to do like Javier
[Immortal Technique The story just is an example of the path that take on their way to every neighborhood, in every of this country. It's a lot deeper than the on your block. So when they point the finger at you, brother men, this is what you've got to them:
[Wesley Snipes - "New Jack City"] I'm not guilty. YOU'RE the one guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the drug lords, all you who against making drugs legal. Just like you did with during the prohibition. You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's the ballistics Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. Not one of us in here a poppy field. This thing is than (Immortal Technique). This is big business. This is the way.