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 bulemic
it's a dirty game and nobody is willing to clean it
this is to the paraplegic people dreaming of runnin
ladies married to men who don't please them, dreaming of cummin
verbally murderous like david burkowitz when i'm gunning,
some cowards on the internet didn't think i would sell
scared to talk shit in person cuz they stuck in a shell
and couldn't understand the pain of being stuck in a cell
hell is not a place you go if you not a Christian,
it's the failure of your life's greatest ambiition,
it's a bad decision to blindly follow any religion
i don't see the difference inbetween the right and the wrong
soldiers emptying they clips at little kids and they moms
are just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb
humanity's gone, smoked up in a gravity bong
by a democrat-republican cheech and chong
Immortal Technique, you never heard me preach in a song
I'm not controversial, I'm just speaking the facts
put your hands in the air, like you got the heat to your back
and shake your body like a baby born addicted to crack
and since life's a gamble like the craps tables at vegas
i freestyle my destiny--it's not written in pages..
i hate it when they tell us how far we came to be--
as if our people's history started with slavery..
painfully, i discovered the shit that they kept secret
this is the exodus like the black jews out of egypt,
i keep it reality based with the music i make,
blow up the truth in your face with the style i run with,
like the navy missile that shot down flight 800,
i'm like the africans that came here before columbus,
and from the 1500's until after de maro,
i watched latin america get raped in the sorrow,
you see--the spaniards never left, espeza de cologne
and if you don't believe me, you can click on uni de cione
i never seen so much racism in all of my life,
every program and newscast--all of em white
it's like a part tithe, with 10% rule and arrest
that type of stress that make me put the fuckin tool to ya chest
step in my way nigga? i wouldn't wanna be ya
i burn slow like pissin drunk with gonorrhea,
i do a free show in north korea while burning the flag
while j edgar hoover politicians dress up in drag
trying to confuse you, to make it hard to follow this
capitalism and democracy are not synonymous
you swallow propaganda like a birth control pill
selling your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar bill
but that'll never be me, because i'm leaving the past
like an abused wife with the kids leaving yo ass
like a drug addict, clean and sober leaving the stash
unbreakable Technique, leaving 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
because i'm the only motherfucker that can change my life..