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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 head warmers, wut I mean..this is
for my peoples..insomniac I sleep (it's real son) Mic Check. ayo,
ayo (yea)

Im a rebel that'll missles at red dawn
but before I issue the order to bombs,
I want presidential money like at n'ron
and goldiggin chicks for me to spend on

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

And Im'a smoke you and your momz
Im ambidextrist the microphone switch palms
Immortal Technique phsychotic nigga to calm
misinterpreted by the media like

I love the underground but not enuough in a thong
what the fuck how could beautiful women be
Tech clips like they were hits from the bong
was supposed to be the end of the song
but its not the freestyle got me in the zone

I cant stop brainwashed hip-hop the government plot

But Im'a shoot down the propaganda stuck in your
like the did to the fourth terrorist 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
engineered sickness without a remedy
my pumps nitro-glyceran and hennessey twisted chemistry

Cry blood and i bleed
never subliminal clear with the im sending
bending the space-time

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

So in retrospect remember and fuckin forget
yall are walkin dead people 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 your off.