I I look like, Immortal Technique to you But I created this genetic clone to speak to you Me and 279, are planting a in the building Coz' underground shows got women and children I'm serial killin', every fake alive So most people rap won't survive gun everything around me like a panorama And rubber with the ghost of Princess Diana I'm Santana, pulling strings in the game While slaves emulate their living the same Forget the I can't rest a alone I got homeland security tapping my But here's a warning to the government that on me I'm like a cum stained mattress - don't on me I roll deep, with a loaded AK cowards in their sleep like the I.R.A I Zone 4 Dawg, that's the best hood You catch a shot while you sittin in whip like Tim Westwood out, you know how we doing persuing And is freestyle in the meanwhile Other are spittin' a written bitten composition You're into submission This is Harlem, you'll rise to stardom kid I down to London, and you know how we did And this is off the dome, off of the brain, lyrically And that's how I'm tripping, that's how I'm Ay yo, check it out, now I'm the illest I never had to buy an album back Benzino You know I'm sick with the flow, spittin' it And yo I had to go to the bathroom, I made a I lost 10 pounds, and I don't gamble So y'know, happening, when I'm rockin' it, off of the brain insane, Immortal Technique, saying you nice as me dawg? You straight telling Me and you have never been like Biggie Small's eyes When you realize, Immortal Technique is iller The socialist guerrilla, Stomp you a stone pillar Comin' through, whoever, cleverly, under the weather Yo, it's like that the latin assasin a make it I'm about to go platinum but you see me up in the spot Rockin' it off the top of the knot And yo, that's how it goes, that's how it flows, that's how it Ay yo 96.9 Ay yo I substract the numbers from both sides and thats 5-9 And that's fine, and I continue to I continue to shine, I continue to And yo, the voice of racism preaching the gospel, ayo devilish A in America called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist Forgetting God is not a religion, but a bond And Jesus is the most quoted in the Qu'ran They bombing innocent people, tryin' to murder When they gave him those weapons to go to war with Iran This is the information that they hold back Peter Jennings Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally Hemmings I break it with critical language and spiritual anguish The Judas I hang with, the guilt of Christ You murdered him, stole his religion, and him white Translated in tainted philosophy Conservative political wing, ideology Glued together sloppily, the blasphemy of a I got my back to the wall, I'm facin' Bay, federal incarceration How could be, the land of the free, home of the brave? holocaust, and the home of the slaves Corporate America, offbeat to the rhythm They really think this country sponsored terrorism Human violations, we continue the saga El Savador and the in Nicaragua And on top of that, they still take me to prison cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism Ayo I'm still bugging out I know you flipped the Which I'm spitting off the top of the mental Ay yo this government is my phone I told you before, I'm keeping it raw I smash your kids in a car door And how it goes, you know there's ill and theirs crazy Technique blazingly, amazing MCs Yo, I'm hangin' out with the rappers alive And yo I strive to be better, I to survive I strive to a live wire to the top of my brain I make cuts on my dick with tactics And then a fat ish While stabbing a pregnant fat bitch On a mattress While the featus my dick to practice gymnastics Dancing on it a balance beam doing backflips Ay yo, I smack kids, and I compact them, ayo, I them And I'm keepin' this from the brain, I'm lyrically insane Let me Ayo, let me you the rap-up from 2003 People went to war and they tried to me, and everyone else And now we about to put Tony Blair on the shelf taking it ova', my word to Jehovah, I don't got a Range Rover I be in the tube, I be at the (?) Spitting on people's faces and out Ay yo no doubt, I it complete, Immortal Technique And can flip it in Spanish, make rappers vanish like Immortal Technique, I be chillin', with my boy Ay yo Ralph Dogg dot com, log on, so we can drop Yo, Rights to hook dot com To Steady, your not ready, won every battle in New York city Your style is not pretty, kinda Macy Gray, ahaha And my in god is kinda shitty put my hand on a bible and tell Whoopi that shes pretty And this is some mean stuff, that I'm spitting off the top of the Ay yo you know how I rock, 2-7-9 that you catching 18 shots And thats how it goes, and thats how it flows, and I'm out of I'm out your ho I'm your masters and the cash in the Jetta Sinceramente - - end of the letter