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Immortal
The
The Mic Sessions
by: Kyle K

Yea, yea, technique (you know)...Harlem to South Africa
(this is how it goes) for the warmers, y'know wut I mean..this is
for my peoples..insomniac I can't (it's real son) Mic Check. ayo,
ayo (yea)

Im a rebel fire missles at red dawn
but I issue the order to send bombs,
I presidential money like execs at n'ron
and porn chicks for me to spend on

But Im'a only pay for 1 night stay at the
I wont even get you a towel when I on your tits,
Im not a misogynist I just like it gurls are
this so pop shit

And smoke you and your bitch momz
Im ambidextrist the microphone cause palms
Immortal Technique phsychotic to spit calm
by the media like Islaam

I love the underground but not chicks in a thong
the fuck how could beautiful women be wrong?
Tech clips like they were hits from the bong
that was supposed to be the end of the
but its not the got me stuck in the zone

I stop brainwashed commercial hip-hop the government plot

But shoot down the propaganda stuck in your brain
like the military did to the fourth plain
that was ill but shut the fuck up and let me

what good is fame and
you stuck in a coffin?
and who the fuck you gonna run to when i you an orphan?

Im into somethin you thought that i could never be
ghetto engineered sickness a remedy
my heart pumps nitro-glyceran and twisted chemistry

Cry and i bleed venom
never clear with the message im sending
bending the continuum

to get to you
and you so hard itll kill the person next to you

So in retrospect remember and dont forget
yall are walkin dead yall just dont know it yet!

Yea...yea nigga..its on...you know wut it is..
im out...harlem nigga.....this is for all the devils..
I'm commin in here to take head off.