[Immortal Hypocrites, hookers, sex niggaz wanna be pimps and players? This ain't 1997
I'd be rich and unhappy than broke and miserable Cause the don't give a FUCK if you lyrical And that's pitiful, so my is pivotal You can hate me all you but you worship the principle I revolution, the government's not invincible to Venezuela, trick knowledge, they pimpin you All up in the hood McDonald's and liquor Selling AIDS medicine, when we know you got the cure (woo!) You leery of conspiracy theory but me Throw a perspective, it makes more sense clearly Cause moreover, what we go to war over And don't lie unless we do Bush and Gore over markets make money disingenuously But I invest in agriculture, nigga from the hood, pussy, what type of crime is that? But exec's are like, "You from Harlem? your diamonds at?"
Can't the game If you for the money or the fame (oh-ohh) The players and the rules ain't (oh no) But see we tryin to leave a So we're out
[Immortal Yeah, this is how get pimped and players get played Rich get robbed and, broke niggaz paid New York, London, Chicago, and L.A. Miami, D.C., and out in the Bay
We're tearin it out of the See we deserve to that claim If we didn't it's a cryin What we're about is how to turn it out
Technique] Show me a pretty girl, the world stuck to her And I bet you there's a brother that's tired of her of niggaz girls is someone else's one night stand I probably made some nervous listenin with they man (ha ha) And if that offends somebody, I'm sorry, you! What you think, don't like to fuck too? You just gotta beware of dangerous Cover ya head a kufi, some rappers think that they live in a movie Until get herpes or clap from a groupie And I don't need to you out, nigga you know who you be Look, most people are only cause they got played And have not, let go of that, shit since the 7th you got your heart broke, life sucks, doesn't it? But you shouldn't fuck up someone life because of it Someone did your like that, that's why you fatherless Before or racist cops, that's what the problem is
Recognize the See who's the one to place blame We trapped in a cycle of pain With a generation headed down the we turn it out
[Immortal This is how get pimped and players get played women get, cheated on and gangstas sprayed Jersey, Detroit, Denver, Phoenix, Texas, Vegas, Seattle and Louisiana
Regardless of money you Just spendin, hold a watch and a But can't your children a thang What the is goin on in your brain? We gon' it out
[Immortal Yeah, I'm not a rapper, I'm not a backpacker (ha ha ha) I'm not a wack rapper, as a bad actor I treat labels like the projects, cause I'm a (what!) Go to the Sony building and piss in the Cater to hustlers, and cheap smugglers my own album, to reach customers (yeah) Every city, state and country, the hood me Even Aborigines, in Australia me They say underground are all the color of talcum But who the fuck you buy 50 and Jay albums? Who the fuck you think made Snoop and Dre Call up any major record and ask 'em But there's some, devils in in hip-hop that at Republican fundraisers with Kid Rock (bitch!) I hope one of my fans has one of your kids And it on Acid, Prozac and Slipknot You a pussy hard like a bitch cop drop you to the floor like a reverse wristlock Eat your food and on you, like a highway pit stop And make, out of kids that used to flip rocks The government, pimped 9/11 to go to And history, repeats itself on track (how?) First as a tragedy, and the comedy begins (why?) Cause funny, motherfuckers don't see it come around again
(I.T.)] Where, can we be free? (FUCK we be free man?) We only wanna live our Live our lives, with our open your eyes open your eyes You motherfuckers - you stupid motherfuckers your eyes, before you die