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Immortal
The
The Mic planet
by: Kyle K

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

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

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

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

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

I cant stop brainwashed commercial hip-hop the plot

But Im'a shoot the propaganda stuck in your brain
the military did to the fourth terrorist plain
that was ill but shut the up and let me explain

what good is and flossan
when you in a coffin?
and who the fuck you gonna run to when i make you an

Im metamorphisizin into somethin you thought that i never be
ghetto sickness without a remedy
my heart pumps nitro-glyceran and hennessey chemistry

Cry blood and i bleed
subliminal clear with the message im sending
bending the space-time

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

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

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