Uchina
Well-known member
Any fans? Right now I'm refueling my obsession with Immortal Technique. He's not just a brilliant lyricist, but a socially conscious one to boot. Since I'm bored, I'm going to post a few lines.
ANR's tribe jerking me thinking they call shots
offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox
you're all getting shot, you little f-cking tretcherous bitches
...
This is the business, and ya'll ain't getting nothing for free
and if you devils play broke, then I'm taking your company
you can call it reparations or restitution
lock and load n----, industrial revolution
...
and f-ck packing grams n----, learn to speak and behave
you wanna spend twenty years as a government slave
two million people in prison keep the government paid
stuck in a six block eight cell alive in the grave
-Industrial Revolution
Got a rookie for a partner that's ready to FIGHT n----z
The world's a merry-go-round of stereoTYPE n----z
He's the spit in the face of a pitbull and BITE n----z
Matter of fact, kinda like this cat for a WHITE n----
(I think he went a little overboard with that word. It's not polite
)
...
These evil streets don't sleep be careful with who you mingle
In a city where it pays to be bilingual, cho so griefo
No may a porta u culo (si) via
-F-ck You (Again, rude, but good song)
How could the serpant be purposely put in charge of the country
Genetic engineered sickness spread amongst me
My people are so hungry that they attack without reason
Like a f-ckin' dog ripping off the hand that feeds him
Immortal Technique is treason to the patriot act
So come and get me motherf-cker cause I'm not coming back
...
Remember that I'm just a man don't follow me n----
Cause once you past the point you can never go home
You've got to face the possibility of dying alone
So tell me motherf-cker, how could you die for the throne?
When you don't even got the fuckin' heart to die for your own
-Point of No Return
I hate it when they tell us how far we came to be
as if our peoples history started with slavery
Painfully I discovered the sh-t they kept us secret
this is the exodus like the Black Jews out of Egypt
I keep it reality based with the music I make
brought the truth to your face with the style I run with
like the navy missile that shot down flight eight-hundred
I'm like the Africans who came here before Colombus
...
You swallow propaganda like a birth control pill
sellin' your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar bill
But that will never be me, cuz I am leavin' the past
like an abused wife with the kids, leavin' your ass
Like a drug addict clean and sober, leavin' the stash
unbreakable Technique leavin' the plane crash
I'm out with the black box and I refuse to return
I spit reality, instead of what you usually learn
and I refuse to be concerned with condescending advice
cuz I am the only motherf-cker that could change my life
-Leaving the Past
Wow, making that all PG took a while.
Anyways, I can't stand that junk they put on the radio and call hip hop. That's not hip hop, that's just some fool talking about da club and gats and gangstas to a beat.
In any case, discuss?
ANR's tribe jerking me thinking they call shots
offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox
you're all getting shot, you little f-cking tretcherous bitches
...
This is the business, and ya'll ain't getting nothing for free
and if you devils play broke, then I'm taking your company
you can call it reparations or restitution
lock and load n----, industrial revolution
...
and f-ck packing grams n----, learn to speak and behave
you wanna spend twenty years as a government slave
two million people in prison keep the government paid
stuck in a six block eight cell alive in the grave
-Industrial Revolution
Got a rookie for a partner that's ready to FIGHT n----z
The world's a merry-go-round of stereoTYPE n----z
He's the spit in the face of a pitbull and BITE n----z
Matter of fact, kinda like this cat for a WHITE n----
(I think he went a little overboard with that word. It's not polite

...
These evil streets don't sleep be careful with who you mingle
In a city where it pays to be bilingual, cho so griefo
No may a porta u culo (si) via
-F-ck You (Again, rude, but good song)
How could the serpant be purposely put in charge of the country
Genetic engineered sickness spread amongst me
My people are so hungry that they attack without reason
Like a f-ckin' dog ripping off the hand that feeds him
Immortal Technique is treason to the patriot act
So come and get me motherf-cker cause I'm not coming back
...
Remember that I'm just a man don't follow me n----
Cause once you past the point you can never go home
You've got to face the possibility of dying alone
So tell me motherf-cker, how could you die for the throne?
When you don't even got the fuckin' heart to die for your own
-Point of No Return
I hate it when they tell us how far we came to be
as if our peoples history started with slavery
Painfully I discovered the sh-t they kept us secret
this is the exodus like the Black Jews out of Egypt
I keep it reality based with the music I make
brought the truth to your face with the style I run with
like the navy missile that shot down flight eight-hundred
I'm like the Africans who came here before Colombus
...
You swallow propaganda like a birth control pill
sellin' your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar bill
But that will never be me, cuz I am leavin' the past
like an abused wife with the kids, leavin' your ass
Like a drug addict clean and sober, leavin' the stash
unbreakable Technique leavin' the plane crash
I'm out with the black box and I refuse to return
I spit reality, instead of what you usually learn
and I refuse to be concerned with condescending advice
cuz I am the only motherf-cker that could change my life
-Leaving the Past
Wow, making that all PG took a while.
Anyways, I can't stand that junk they put on the radio and call hip hop. That's not hip hop, that's just some fool talking about da club and gats and gangstas to a beat.
