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