[Intro: from the "Scarface"] [Host:] heard whispers about the financial support your government receives the drug industry.
[Guest:] Well, the of this, of course, is that this money, is in the billions, is coming from country. You see, you are the major purchaser of our national product, which is of cocaine.
[Host:] On one hand, you're saying the United government is spending of dollars to eliminate the flow of onto our streets. At the time, we are doing business with the very same goverment that is flooding our streets cocaine.
Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me show you a few other characters that are in this tragic comedy.
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[Two Men in Spanish]
[Immortal Technique - I'm on the border of Bolivia, for pennies Treated a slave, the coke fields have to be ready The spirit of my is starving, broken and sweaty Dreaming about revolution (REVOLUTION!) at my machete But the workload is too heavy to up in arms And if I ran away, I know probably murder my moms So I pray to "Heso Preisto" I go to the mission Process the cocaine, paced and play my
[Pumpkinhead - Cocaine Boss] Ok, listen while I'm out there, just me my product Before we chop off ya for worker's misconduct I got the power to shoot a copper, and not get And it would be sad to see your family in of a firing squad So to feed your kids, I need bricks 40 in total, let me test it, indeed I [sniff] Shit, this is good, me a tissue And worry about them, I paid off the officials
[Diabolic - Leader] Yo, it don't come as a challenge, I'm the son of some of the Elected by my people...the only one on the Born and bred to consult with feds, I at fate And assassinate my to have his place In a third-world fashion state, the nation With 90% of the in 10% of the population The Intelligence Agency takes weight faithfully The finest of China white and cocaine you'll see
- American Drug Distributor] Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's grown It's funny, we're so out of this debt this money we owe ya...mind if I told you I had two governments overthrown To our son enrolled in a private school, and to keep ya tummy swollen C'mon, our fuckin' home was built on the foundation of bloody The stolen of they souls, of course this country's runnin' coke I a stunted oath to hush the one's who know But CIA the flow of these young hustlers who lust for dough
[Poison Pen - Drug I don't work in the (Hit my connect) Plus what's good, they supply for the hood These dudes fucking crack me up, like we inferior Petrified when we in my area (calm down) My dude's'll shoot until I say so, got the Give me the YAY YAY Ice Cube, so don't play with my llello We stop for you bastards choose (?), chop it and bag it
[Loucipher - Undercover Officer] Taking and tapping phones Debating snitches and cracking a couple, blast the fo', Want any hustler stacking with probably crack the blow And my is where your taxes go I gain trust Get you to weight to us because we paid up front On the low with cameras ya Getting pop away? The sentence is going to Make the leave with two ki's out the evidence room
Walz - Prison Inmate] Out the evidence room with Loucipher] my fame, truck, boat or plane, they watching you You think you got work? They too We blocks, they lock countries Ya own companies, we had cars and sneaker money Now there's players out there, talking 'bout the With bugs in they house like down South with windows open Your dough ain't long, you wrong, you take and (?) Feds will be up in your mouth...like and spoons So enjoy the rush, plush off Coke bread Soon you'll be in a with me, like Jenny Lopez In school, I was a bully, now is fully a joke I keep a flow on a boat for Peruvian Players do favors for governers and tax Fat Quakers smoke crack and sex with bad mayors The walls got ears, you big mouths scared Not to do years like Javier
[Immortal Speaking] The story just told is an example of the path drugs take on their way to neighborhood, in state of this country. It's a lot deeper than the on your block. So when they point the finger at you, brother men, this is what you've got to tell
[Wesley Snipes - "New Jack City"] I'm not guilty. YOU'RE the one guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the drug lords, all you who lobby against drugs legal. Just like you did with alcohol the prohibition. You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's the ballistics Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. Not one of us in here owns a field. This thing is bigger (Immortal Technique). This is big business. is the American way.