Yeah... It's that real this time around. Immortal Technique... Revolutionary Vol. 2. It's on now mother fucker. Lock and load!. . This is the point of no return I could never go back.
Look I ain't never been afraid to tell how I really feel. Nunca, I think everybody should know that. Yo creo que todos debemos de saber eso. Fuckin' ought to know, yo.
[Louis Farrakhan talking]. "Brothers and sisters...friends....and I see some enemies.. [Laughter and then applause]. In fact I think we'd be fooling our self's if we had a audience.
[Immortal Technique:]. . ha ha ha. . [Verse 1]. I'm obnoxious, motherfucker can't you tell. run through Little Havannah yelling: 'Viva Fidel'. jerking off at the sheets when I stay at hotels.
They corrupted the priceless African image of Isis. Replaced it with a lifeless anorexic white bitch. The fashion industry got 'em in a funny spot. Self hatred leakin' out they mouth like a money shot.
(Yes I did... I made a mistake... yes I did). . Huh..ya know living this type a life makes you grow up faster than you'd expect to sometimes.... fuck around and be in your late twenties....
(feat. see-Rayz Walz, Diabolic, Loucipher,. Poison Pen, Pumpkinhead, Tonedeff). [Intro: from the film "Scarface"]. . Host: I've heard whispers about the financial support.
[Immortal Technique]. Before we go any further... I would like to send a message to all the underground mc's out there, working hard. The time has come to realize you networked in a market.
[James Nichols from Bowling for Columbine]. Them people, law enforcement, if you want to call them that. were here and they were shaking in their shoes. They were physically.
[Verse 1]. They told me I would never make it, I would never achieve it. Reality is nourishment, but people don't believe it. I guess it's hard to stomach the truth like a bulimic.
[Verse 1]. 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.
Yea... Yea... Ay yo. The things I've seen in life will make you choke by suprise. Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes. Provoking my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken inside.
[Verse]. Yea... Yea... Ay yo. The things I've seen in life will make you choke by suprise. Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes. Provoking my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken inside.
[Jean Grae]. Ayo, i burn my bridges with a blow torch. a rebel born from verbal holocaust. dirty and never try to cleanse to get the drama off. the swiftest stealth assassin snipe you.
I know I look like, Immortal Technique to you. But I created this genetic clone just to speak to you. Me and 279, are planting a bomb in the building.
Harlem once was red line district rated. Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David. And you wonder why people don't own their homes. 'Cause the racist bank wouldn't fuckin' mortgage a loan.
[Verse 1]. Yeah.... Harlem streets stay flooded in white powder. Like those mother fuckers runnin' away from the twin towers. Gun shots rock the earth like a meteor shower.
Freedom of speech, motherfucker. Okay, something for the kids (hahaha). . [Pinocchio]. I got no strings to hold be down. To make me fret or make me frown.
I hate my job so I always look to a better day//. Far from New York city on a tropical getaway//. But not in Miami//. 'Cause these white Cuban anti-Castros can't stand me//.