[Intro: Immortal Technique]
Yeah, The worst thing you could try to do, Is rush a good thing
Revolution is inevitable, you stupid muthaf**as
Immortal Technique, Boot Camp Clik, trainin' troops
In the hoods and the schools, you wanna know why? (why?)
[Verse]
My militant mind designed to seek and find
The truth that's buried beneath the debris and lies
I an*lyze enemies and the friends disguised
Stay wild to them guys claimin' Mafia ties
Y'all really don't wanna be down with this thing of ours
Big cowards since George Bush demolished the towers
I'm in the hood where the good still battle for power
It's a revolution, every gangsta born every hour
[Verse]
In this thug life mothaf**a, ride to the ground
I got the power off the leader, follow we gunnin' them down
With just one word there's chaos and riots in the street
Y'all make DVD's on rappin' wit beef?
I grind diligent, my mind militant
Cuz you can't make dollars wit 5 cents
I got flags on my necks now, tats on the face
Don't f** with the Feds, already beat a case
[Chorus] (Scratches Sample) {Sample 2x}
"I keep a tech nine in my dresser"
[Verse]
The revolution shall be televised
Enter the stage and see the mind state of a rebel while
I'm reloadin, bombs explodin
n***as holdin' body jars so I'm off jokin'
So I, got serious, see my experience?
I never play around, I'm layin 'em down flat, period
Act like you not hearin' it, and shots yell
I recruit heads like Beirut in jail cells
Put the plan in effect, demandin respect
I eat more when with this Technique brandishin techs
Heart of steel, n***as see that God is forreal
In bifocals, my vocals put the hard and k**
Steven Seagal, ain't nobody breathin tomorrow
When you step to me, the day boy leavin 'em gone
I'm on another level, higher than most I tell you
You can't f** around seats and ???, ya now rebel
[Chorus] (Scratches) {Samples}
"sh** get outta hand I got a tech in the trunk"
"Mothaf**a!"
"This ain't a game, gon' be in it for life"
"I kick it hardcore so these critics tryna ban me"
"Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes"
"sh** get outta hand I got a tech in the trunk"
"Motha f**a!"
"This ain't a game, gon' be in it for life"
"Bring heavy ammunition so you don't have to run"
"Im waivin automatic gu-gu-guns"
[Immortal Technique - Verse]
I say what other rappers wish they could about the government
Pretend to not know me, but on the low they lovin' it
So get money but don't forget who you f**in wit'
The streets carry me like the Hebrew Arc of the Covenant
Respect is hard to earn but freedom is harder to get
Cops are the illest gang, the S.W.A.T. Team will slaughter your set
They say we're too serious, that's just part of our flesh
Cuz we'll dance on ya f**in grave and party to d**h
House party in the hood, f** the Patterson n***a
I roll deeper than Peruvians in Padison n***a
The automatic will bring panic to the aristocratic , ecstasy addicts
And little f**in industry f*ggots
Rappers got publicists like the mob
Wit' no show jobs
Tryin' to front like you put work up in the street?
Boot Camp Clik, Immortal Technique
On some thug sh**, choke you to sleep
Cursin the rhyming scene, I'm bangin on the Feds in Medina
With the flow that expose America like Katrina
Behind doors they talk like Nixon, Mark Furman, and Mel Gibson
But I'll f** that crowd up like the Pistons
But I been like that since Robert Downy Jr. was sniffin
Since 50 Cent's mom was cookin crack in the kitchen
I'm stackin guns like they stackin up n***as in prison
But the most important thing we have against the system?
(Sample 2x)
"Our military mind n***a (yeahh)
Our military mi-mi-mind"
"Cuz I explode, and my nine is easy to load"