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Immortal
The
The Mic Sessions
Written by: K

Yea, yea, immortal technique (you know)...Harlem to Africa
(this is how it goes) for the warmers, y'know 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 missles at red dawn
but before I issue the order to bombs,
I want presidential like execs 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 towel when I on your tits,
Im not a I just like it when gurls are
massagin this so pop

And Im'a smoke you and bitch momz
Im ambidextrist the microphone cause switch
Immortal Technique nigga to spit calm
misinterpreted by the media like

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

I cant stop brainwashed commercial the government plot

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

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

Im metamorphisizin into somethin you that i could never be
engineered sickness without a remedy
my heart pumps nitro-glyceran and twisted chemistry

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

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

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