Immortal Technique Album

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(feat. Veneno, Temperamento)

Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Motherfucker!
Ya te dije
Que se acabado la mierda!

[Immortal Technique:]
Nos compraron el alma barata
Hasta la sangre nos sacan atajan
Y con un contrato te atrapan
Pero primero me matan hermano
Por que prefiero morir
Peliando que ser esclavo
Industria Sucia
Toma lluvia de acido
Aprende la historia de hip hop clasico

Cuando controlan el negocio y la cultura
Y la reina latina, pintada como gallina
Es mas que bailarina o puta en la esquina
Es abogada, profesora, madre, soldada
Y carga nuestro futuro cuando esta embarazada
Mira nuestra gente cruzificada
Y la manera desgraciada
Que estos perros no hablan en nada
Mas que en la riquesa
Que la gente los tiene
Asi que ahora vas a ver
La violencia que viene

Un movimiento de verdad ha empezado
Dejamos el imperio corrupto descuartisado
Golpe de estado disparando al presidente
Es hora de revolucion nuevamente

Un movimiento de verdad ha empezado
Dejamos el imperio corrupto descuartisado
Golpe de estado disparando al presidente
Es hora de revolucion nuevamente


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Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Mother fucker!
I already told you
That the shit is finished!

[Immortal Technique:]
They bribed our cheap soul
Until blood they extract from us stops
And in a contract they catch you
But first they'll kill my brother
Because I prefer to die
Fighting than to be a slave
Dirty industry, drink acid rain
Learn the history of classic hip hop

When they control business and culture
Music becomes commercial garbage
And the Latin American queen painted like a chicken
It is more than ballerina or a whore on the corner
She is a lawyer, teacher, mother, soldier
And bears our future when she is pregnant
Look at our crucified people
And the wretched way
That these dogs do not talk about anything
More than the riches
That the people possess
So now you are going to see
The violence that comes

A movement of truth has begun
We left the corrupt empire chopped up
Coup d'etat shooting the president
It is time for revolution again

A movement of truth has begun
We left the corrupt empire chopped up
Coup d'etat shooting the president
It is time for revolution again

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Immortal Technique and DJ Green Lantern

Third World mother fuckers!

I'm from where the gold and diamonds are ripped from the earth
right next to the slave castles where the water is cursed
from where police brutality's not half as nice
and makes the hood in America look like paradise
compared to the AIDS-infested Caribbean slum
African streets where the passport's an a American gun
from where they massacre people and try to keep it quiet
and spend the next 25 years tryin' to deny it
I'm from where they cut your hands off if you make a fist
and niggas throw coca cause the job market doesn't exist
except slave labor modern day company store
and peace keeper's don't ever ever come here no more
from where the bombs that they used to drop on Vietnam
Kill us children born deformed eight months before they born
I'm from where they lost the true meaning of the Qur'an,
'cause heroin is not compatible with Islam.
And niggas know that, but throw that poppy seed anyway,
'cause that fool's (?) parachute does not come everyday.
I'm from where people pray to the gods of their conquerors and practically,
Every presidential money launderer.
I'm from the only place democracy is acceptable,
Is if America candidate is electable.
And they might even have a black president, but he's useless,
'Cause he does not control the economy stupid!

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from: the Third World son,
Been to many places but I'm Third Torld-born.
Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son.
You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone.
The waters poisoned where I'm from son,
Seven hundred children die by the end 'this song.
Revolution'll come, where I'm from: the Third World son.
Constant occupation, leaves the Third World torn.

I'm from where the catholic churches are some racist shit.
They helped Europe and America rape this bitch.
They pray to white Spaniard Jesus, who's face is this
But never talk about the black Pope Gelasius
I'm from where soviet weapons still decide elections.
Military is like the mafia: you pay for protection.
kinda like sex toys, is what the country sells,
And rich white businessmen make the best clientèle.
I'm from where they too pussy to come film Survivor .
And they murder Coca-Cola union organizers.
I'm from where the justice system

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cause Rico laws don't apply to the CIA
and mother fuckers make sneakers for a quarter a day
I'm from where they overthrow democratic leaders
not for the people but for the Wall Street Journal readers
from where blacks, indigenous peoples and Asians were once
slaves of the Caucasians and it's amazing how they trained them
to be racist against themselves in a place they were raised in
and you kept us caged in
destroyed our culture and said that you civilized us
raped our woman and when we were born you despised us
gentrified us?????
and crucified every revolutionary messiah
so Ima start a global riot
that not even your fake
anti-communist dictators can keep quiet
fuck your charity medicine, try to murder me
the immunizations you gave us were full of mercury
so now I see the Third World like the rap game soldier
nationalize the industry and take it over!

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from: the Third World son,
Been to many places but I'm third world-born.
Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son.
You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone.
The waters poisoned where I'm from son,
Seven hundred children die by the end 'this song.
Revolution'll come, where I'm from: the Third World son.
Constant occupation, leaves the Third World drone.

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