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2019 I hope Tech is still alive. I wish that were a joke
Hazard gang leader impeesanating sanmanuel bingo
Chp moter bike
West ozborn finest born and raised Kay Mauricio
This is my escape from today mubble rap!
Unity among the poor regardless of colour or race, if we could achieve that it would be a starting point to be able to destroy the capitalist scum that is destroying the planet.
Winco is where the fiends come out in the early mornings
"if your message ain't shit, fuck the records you sold, cause if you go platinum, it's got nothing to do with luck, it just means a million people are stupid as fuck."-Immortal Technique
ENJOY THIS IN THE MEAN TIME **) THINK COMCAST YOU ***WILL THINK DIFFERENT **) !!! APPLE THINK DIFFERENT **) !!!
like an acid flash back
"I'll burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards" damn
"The day that each each year is gone, you going with it" . For those of you who think your the top dog.
If my father banged rap. I swear his witty ass would bump this while reading "The Gulag"…
"Tech stop… I'm already dead, please stop"
When u have 2 share ur toys.. 🙁
“Better off fighting cancer under telephone poles” aka 5G
Still Jammin, 2019
"No one's as good as me, just got better marketing schemes"
Here’s a quotable for every single record exec “get yo hands out of my pocket Nigga” like Malcom X
And fuck packing grams, nigga. Learn to speak and behave!You want to spend twenty years as a government slave?Two million people in prison keep the government paidStuck in a six by eight cell alive in the grave.
I swear these are the type of lyrics the youth should be hearing. Not all these retards talking about lean and oxys.
💯I never knew what pure poetic justice was until I heard you
It’s well quiet 🤫 like all the fucking time 👀
This literally gives me chills wtf can’t stop repeating.. this that reeeeaaaalll shit sonnnnnn
i think hes an idiot. with a loud voice that sounds like somethin,that aint nothin!
Yeah, nigga. Immortal Technique. Metaphysics
The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done
I leave you full of clips like the Moon blocking the Sun
My metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch
Like an escape tunnel in prison, I started from scratch
And now these parasites want a percent of my ASCAP
Trying to control perspective like an acid flashback
But here's a quotable for every single record exec
"Get your fucking hands out my pocket, nigga!" like Malcolm X
But this ain’t a movie. I'm not a fan or a groupie and I'm not
The type of cat you can afford to miss if you shoot me
Curse the Heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me
Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts, darkening dreams
No one's as good as me. They just got better marketing schemes
I'll lead you to your own destruction like sparking a fiend
'Cause you got jealousy in your voice like Starscream
And that's the primary reason that I hate y'all faggots
I've been nice since niggas got killed over 8-ball jackets
And Reebok Pumps that didn't do shit for the sneaker
I'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker
And murder counter-revolutionaries personally
Break a thermometer and force-feed his kids mercury
A&R's tried jerking me, thinking they call shots
Offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox
You're all getting shot, you little fucking treacherous bitches!
This is the business, and y'all ain’t getting nothing for free
And if you devils play broke, then I'm taking your company
You could call it reparations or restitution
Lock and load, nigga. Industrial revolution
I want fifty-three million dollars for my calloused hands
Like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban
And fuck packing grams, nigga. Learn to speak and behave!
You want to spend twenty years as a government slave?
Two million people in prison keep the government paid
Stuck in a six by eight cell alive in the grave
I was made by revolution to speak to the masses
Deep in the club, toast the truth. Reach for your glasses
I'll burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards
Innocent deep in a casket—Colombian fashion
Intoxicated off the flow like thug's passion
You motherfuckers will never get me to stop blasting
You're better off asking Ariel Sharon for compassion
You're better off begging for twenty points from a label
You're better off battling cancer under telephone cables
Technique chemically unstable, set to explode
Foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in code
So if your message ain’t shit, fuck the records you sold!
'Cause if you go platinum, it's got nothing to do with luck
It just means that a million people are stupid as fuck
Stuck in the underground, a general that rose to the limit
Without distribution managers, a deal, or a gimmick
Revolutionary Volume 2 murder the critics
And leave your fucking body rotting for the roaches and crickets
love from indian Occupied Kashmir
10 years later and this shit still hits
COME 2 FIND OUT PRESIDENT BUSH 1 KILLED BOTH JFK MARTIN LUTHER KING
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