Immortal Technique Lyrics
Immortal Technique Lyrics
"Freedom of Speech Lyrics"
Today Jeremy Challenges The World Lyrics
Who can balance the time we once shared, the strength we must bare? Who can balance? Time can not wane any slower than this. This will be the first and last time that we ever coexist. We could have had the wealthiest harvest in years if we had not burned down every single crop we had. We tested the will as we wagered our pride. Is this the end of our lives? Is this the end? Rest
Who can balance the time we once shared, the strength we must bare? Who can balance? Time can not wane any slower than this. This will be the first and last time that we ever coexist. We could have had the wealthiest harvest in years if we had not burned down every single crop we had. We tested the will as we wagered our pride. Is this the end of our lives? Is this the end? Rest
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 had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
[Verse 1]
Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand
Bitches know that I'm a freak like the elephant man
Intelligent plans
Fuck a record deal, I want development land
With my benevolent clan
And that's the reason that I only trust my fam
40,000 records sold, 400 grand
Fuck a middle man, I won't pay anyone else
I'll bootleg it and sell it to the streets my self
I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf
And because of this executives try to diss me
Racism frozen in time like Walt Disney
And now they say they wanna get me
Country Boyz Lyrics
"Awnaw" Yeah, haha Nappy Roots Awwnaw! [Hook] Awnaw! Hell naw! Man Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Ah, y'all done up and done it Man y'all done up and done it [Fish Scales] My first song was like forty-eight bars with no hook You hear me flippi
signed to the majors"Awnaw" Yeah, haha Nappy Roots Awwnaw! [Hook] Awnaw! Hell naw! Man Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Ah, y'all done up and done it Man y'all done up and done it [Fish Scales] My first song was like forty-eight bars with no hook You hear me flippi
If I switch up my politics and change my behavior
Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat
Bitch niggas that never spent a day in the street
But I repeat that nobody can hold my reigns
I put the truth on tracks nigga, simple and plain
[Pinocchio]
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up when we need one
They've got strings but you can see
There are no strings on me!
[Verse 2]
I guess to America I'm a disaster
A slave that was destined to own his masters
Independent in every single sense of the word
I say what I want, you fuckin little sensitive herb
This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech
But now you want try to control the way that I speak
And O'Reilly you think that you a patriot?
You ain't
Halfway to madness Lyrics
In the muddy brown water where I wrote your name. Sadly it tells me that our luck has changed. When I met you halfway to a place we call madness, With a rock in my heart, I sank in despair. In the dusty playground where I first saw your face. Like a music chair dance, we keep changing our place. Well there's nothing to hold, in a place we call madness. Where the water runs co
othing but a motherfuckin racist bitchIn the muddy brown water where I wrote your name. Sadly it tells me that our luck has changed. When I met you halfway to a place we call madness, With a rock in my heart, I sank in despair. In the dusty playground where I first saw your face. Like a music chair dance, we keep changing our place. Well there's nothing to hold, in a place we call madness. Where the water runs co
Fulla hatred, pressin a button trying to inject me
But I ain't got no motherfuckin deal with Pepsi
No corporate sponser telling me what to do
Asking me to tone it down during the interview
Tryin' to minimize the issue, but I'm keeping it large
I love the place that I live, but I hate the people in charge
Speakin is hard when you got strings attached
So I'm a say it for you 'cause I ain't got none o' that
And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain
Aiyyo son, let this little nigga explan:
[Pinocchio]
I got no strings to hold be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
Come on son, y'all niggas know the way I do
Immortal Technique, got com (?) live fo
An Ode to Maybe Lyrics
Lead in night at the laundry mat And I'm staring at you pulling clothes from a dryer And I'm wond'ring how I got here 'Cause it seems some how I keep getting stuck in the mire I needed this more than I knew And I let you down and I said I'm sorry But the light that falls on my castle walls And my basketballs pelt me with bricks in my dreams (Do lo do do) Tonight (Do lo d
youLead in night at the laundry mat And I'm staring at you pulling clothes from a dryer And I'm wond'ring how I got here 'Cause it seems some how I keep getting stuck in the mire I needed this more than I knew And I let you down and I said I'm sorry But the light that falls on my castle walls And my basketballs pelt me with bricks in my dreams (Do lo do do) Tonight (Do lo d
And I know sometimes it be making you nervous
The way I snatch puppet rappers that belong in a circus
You motherfuckers just can't compare
Looking for a fan base that's no longer there
I know that you're scared, and you're hidin' up in the cut
But this is freedom of speech nigga, tell 'em what's up
Word nigga, fuck John Ashcroft! Nigga, fuck Fox News! Fuck those snake-ass
bitches Tryin to manipulate your opinion, tellin you what to think
Word the fuck up, like "we invaded niggas 'cause we want to free them"
You racist motha fucka, you don't give a shit about those people
You can suck my dick!!
(hahahaha)
Another rum and coke at the bar, nigga
Its my day off, word up
Fuck, for the kids, (ha) for the kids (hahaha)
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