Immortal Technique & DJ Green Lantern - Stronghold Grip lyrics

[ad libs for first 22 seconds] [Immortal Technique] Immortal Technique, Poison Pen Swave Sevah motherf**er (get 'em right now!) I leave government spies and murderers wrapped in plastic like Dominican furniture I put the iron in you, like the center of Earth's curvature And make your block turn into the, border of Serbia My flow's dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball And beat you in the head like a sock with an 8-ball You got Stockholm Syndrome, and that's why I hate y'all Cause you be biggin up the industry while they rape y'all [Poison Pen] Yeah, I spaz out (spaz out) and beat the sh** out n***az You f*g out (f*g out) and beat the jizz out n***az Gloves (check) ski mask (check) duct tape (check) Get a ducat and lost and recovered and break neck Bed-Stuy, BestBuy, clique and rush the {?} Rip up the pavement, throw the whole block on you Pop up, you gotta get it Like Ricky in "Boyz N the Hood," stoppin to scratch a lotto ticket [Swave Sevah] Yo, I feel the sudden surge given me the urge to speak (yo what up?) Scream somethin that's absurd and disturb the peace (f** y'all!) Quick to throw a hot verse to beats You see the music I'm a prisoner, hip-hop is my work release I'm not the same Swave you knew, I'm a whole new person More a**ertive and aggressive, my attitude worsened I raise hell on this earth Your rap is over, you Casanova's gon' end up like Gerald Levert, b**h! [Chorus: Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, Swave Sevah] [I.T.] Stronghold tighten the grip, on the underground [P.P.] I fight back-to-back holdin my brothers down [S.S.] You done started, with the wrong motherf**er now [I.T.] Married to the cause and we loyal, we don't f** around [P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the whole f**in underground [I.T.] Secretly run, by commercial motherf**ers now [S.S.] So while you little step-and-fetch n***az run around [all] Controlled demolition, we bringin the structure down! [Immortal Technique] Immortal Technique n***a, I'm the type to flip Cause me and my dogs fight to the d**h like Michael Vick's And I don't hit women so I'm not gonna mangle your wiz A prostitute with an AIDS race'll handle the biz [Poison Pen] Hit the block with a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a devil spray If that's a K, play yo' punk-a** infected with leprosy Leave you half-murdered beyond, recognition beat and indecent Leave you with your plastic surgeon for a remix [Swave Sevah] Yo, aiyyo I'm hard-bodied with it And these scars, contusions, concussions, fractures and pains you suffer from; I probably did it You ain't worth spit, I put a hit out on your mother Then f** up you and your four brothers [Immortal Technique] You play Scarface when a microphone's in the room But you more like Pacino in "Dog Day Afternoon" [Poison Pen] ASCAP clappin 'em, all this rap traps Snatch that diamonds off your neck, worth 50 dead Africans [Swave Sevah] Yo, this dude is truly a joke That stuff got you feelin tough, must be sniffin +Peruvian Coke+ [I.T.] We spit Cold War syndrome, it shatters the bones [P.P.] Spray my dependance on your b**h face when it splatters you on [S.S.] Thrown in submission holds and choked 'til you tap out [I.T.] And shut down your party like Whitney Houston's crackhouse [P.P.] Stronghold, live and direct up in your set [S.S.] The habitual line steppers - Swave, Pen and Tech [Chorus] [ad libs to the end]