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Immortal Technique - The Rebel - текст песни, видео

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Immortal technique
The Rebel
The Mic planet Sessions
Written by: Kyle K

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

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

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

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

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

I cant stop brainwashed commercial hip-hop the government plot 

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

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

Im metamorphisizin into somethin you thought that i could never be 
ghetto engineered sickness without a remedy 
my heart pumps nitro-glyceran and hennessey twisted chemistry
Cry blood and i bleed venom 
never subliminal clear with the message im sending 
bending the space-time continuum 

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

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

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