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Technique] Immortal Technique, Pen Swave Sevah (get 'em right now!)
I leave government spies and wrapped in plastic Dominican furniture I put the in you, like the center of Earth's curvature And make your block into the, border of Serbia My flow's dirtier than players in baseball And beat you in the head like a sock with an 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 spaz out (spaz out) and beat the shit out You fag out (fag out) and the jizz out niggaz (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," to scratch a lotto ticket
[Swave Yo, I feel the sudden surge me the urge to speak (yo what up?) somethin 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, is my work release I'm not the same you knew, I'm a whole new person assertive and aggressive, my attitude worsened I raise hell on this Your rap is over, you Casanova's gon' end up like Levert, bitch!
[Chorus: Technique, Poison Pen, Swave Sevah] [I.T.] Stronghold the grip, on the underground [P.P.] I back-to-back holdin my brothers down [S.S.] You done started, the wrong motherfucker now [I.T.] to the cause and we loyal, we don't fuck around [P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the whole underground [I.T.] run, by commercial motherfuckers now [S.S.] So while you step-and-fetch niggaz run around Controlled demolition, we bringin the structure down!
[Immortal 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 block a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a devil spray If that's a K, play yo' punk-ass infected with Leave you beyond, recognition beat and indecent Leave you with your surgeon for a remix
Sevah] 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
Technique] You play when a microphone's in the room But you like Pacino in "Dog Day Afternoon"
Pen] ASCAP clappin 'em, all this rap that diamonds off your neck, worth 50 dead Africans
[Swave Yo, this dude is truly a That stuff got you tough, must be sniffin +Peruvian Coke+
[I.T.] We Cold War syndrome, it shatters the bones [P.P.] Spray my dependance on your bitch face it splatters you on [S.S.] Thrown in submission and choked 'til you tap out [I.T.] And shut down your like Whitney Houston's crackhouse [P.P.] Stronghold, live and direct up in set [S.S.] The line steppers - Swave, Pen and Tech
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