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Technique] Immortal Technique, Pen Swave motherfucker (get 'em right now!)
I leave government and murderers wrapped in plastic Dominican furniture I put the iron in you, like the center of curvature And make your block turn into the, border of My dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball And beat you in the head like a sock an 8-ball You got Syndrome, and that's why I hate y'all Cause you be up the industry while they rape y'all
Pen] Yeah, I out (spaz out) and beat the shit out niggaz You fag out (fag out) and beat the jizz out (check) ski mask (check) duct tape (check) Get a ducat and lost and recovered and break Bed-Stuy, BestBuy, and rush the {?} Rip up the pavement, the whole block on you Pop up, you get it Like Ricky in "Boyz N the Hood," stoppin to a lotto ticket
Sevah] Yo, I the sudden surge given me the urge to speak (yo what up?) Scream that's absurd and disturb the peace (fuck y'all!) Quick to a hot verse to beats You see the music I'm a prisoner, hip-hop is my release I'm not the same Swave you knew, I'm a new person assertive and aggressive, my attitude worsened I raise on this earth Your rap is over, you Casanova's gon' end up Gerald Levert, bitch!
[Chorus: Technique, Poison Pen, Swave Sevah] [I.T.] Stronghold tighten the grip, on the [P.P.] I fight back-to-back holdin my down [S.S.] You done started, the wrong motherfucker now [I.T.] Married to the cause and we loyal, we don't around [P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the fuckin underground [I.T.] Secretly run, by motherfuckers now [S.S.] So you little step-and-fetch niggaz run around [all] Controlled demolition, we the structure down!
Technique] Immortal Technique nigga, I'm the type to Cause me and my dogs fight to the death like Vick's And I don't hit so I'm not gonna mangle your wiz A prostitute with an AIDS race'll the biz
[Poison Hit the block with a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a spray If a K, play yo' punk-ass infected with leprosy you half-murdered beyond, recognition beat and indecent Leave you with your plastic for a remix
[Swave Yo, aiyyo I'm with it And these scars, contusions, concussions, and pains you suffer I probably did it You ain't spit, I put a hit out on your mother Then up you and your four brothers
Technique] You play when a microphone's in the room But you like Pacino in "Dog Day Afternoon"
Pen] ASCAP clappin 'em, all rap traps Snatch that diamonds off neck, worth 50 dead Africans
Sevah] Yo, this dude is a joke That stuff got you feelin tough, be sniffin +Peruvian Coke+
[I.T.] We spit War syndrome, it shatters the bones [P.P.] Spray my dependance on your face when it splatters you on [S.S.] Thrown in submission holds and 'til you tap out [I.T.] And shut down your party like Whitney Houston's [P.P.] Stronghold, live and up in your set [S.S.] The habitual steppers - Swave, Pen and Tech
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