Immortal Technique - Revolutionary Lyrics
*Men talking*Yo load the ***** up (locked and loading)You too (locked and loading sir)Remember break that window when that cop comes inand blow that mother*****ers head off::multiple gun shots:: (Got him)Yeah load it up again cause these mother*****ersare gonna come back for us. (Were ready)We gotta be prepared in this day and age, we gottabe prepared for whatever comes the ***** at us. (Word up)Cause we are living revolutionarily. (Definitely)You cannot second guess yourself in these days and timesthere gonna throw whatever they can at you and you gottabe prepared for it, you gotta be prepared for anything*Sample of Malcolm X*"If liberty or dead, there's freedom for everybody or freedom for nobody!" ::crowd cheers::(Hook)No matter what the ***** life throws at meI continue to make it threw indefinitelyImmortal technique defeats the odds repetitivelyUntil there ain't shit ahead of me competitivelySurviving the tough times is imperative to meLooking at the whole world revolutionarily*Sample of Malcolm X*"They don't want to hear you old uncle tom handkerchiefhand talking about...uh thee *inaudible*, no."Technique will force you into strategical retreatBecause I dominate guerrilla warfare in the streetsThere ain't no way to picture me without a victory speechWhen I reach higher positionsWithout the recognition of pissed on competitionCause I conquered there ambitionsIn a systematic form like a religionist traditionMy mission is to take you, lyrically break youLyrically assassinate youLyrically incinerate your body and recreate youTo destroy the power that mentally incarcerates youCause even though I rip it better I could not forsake youYour my people with the same oppressors so how could I hate youThe revolution of the mind that bring lee generates youBut when you come original people impersonate you, start to hate youCause the conflict is building within the ultimate sinIs to be ashamed of your skinMy rhymes are like Jamaican over proof I make the room spinIntoxicated flow I bleed vodka and brandyDon't make me choke you down like Jon-Benet RamseySomething demands of me to rip this *****ing shit uncannilyGod commanded me to be a technological diseaseAnd psychologically do battle with the best emcee's*Inaudible* these in techniqueCause I'm the capital of revolutionary nation that's infallibleAztec like the HannibalRip your heart out of your chest and feed it to the cannibal'sYour just a *****ing animal but I'm the Neo SapienCause my original civilization was based upon creationYou know theirs no escaping even though your heart is racingI'll put your best disciple on academic probation***** the litigation, ***** the best rapper nominationsAnd ***** the president I voted for assassinationsI'm saying ***** the federal bullshit investigations***** the cover up of ghetto radiation exterminationUsing my people for experimentationAnd if doesn't play hip hop then ***** your radio station(Hook)*Sample of Malcolm X*"Revolutions overturn systems, revolutions destroy systems!" ::crowd cheers::Yo what the ***** happen to reality spitting rhyme slayersThese days everybody trying to be a thug or a playerWhere did all the real mother*****ers go in the gameBring back the break dancers and graffiti writers with fameI remember hip hop before the mic cunt clappingCause I used to drink forties with more flavor then these rappersLyrical ego trips doesn't make fortificationYour not dope enough, spit self glorificationSo don't jerk me around cause my name ain't masturbationLife is hard it'll leave you scarred cause I been threw shitIf you consider rap a job I suggest that you quitDon't you understand the audience will listen and danceIn the club, crib or car or whatever they get the chanceTo be emancipated start debating justice in the cipherWhy do you think project rooms look like the cells in Riker'sI'm explaining the significance or the reason behind itThere preparing your children for the prison environmentWhen you don't amount to shit prison becomes retirementBut I refuse to be took in to central booking in chainsCause sleeping on the floor in cages starts to ***** with your brainThe system ain't reformatory, it's only purgatoryClose to hell but I rebel as begin to sparkle outAnd tell my people how we fell into the trap that we live inBecause they locked us up in ghetto's and began to rape my womenSo I leave the system Unforgiven like East WoodCause I was bless with lyrical strength to do whatever I couldYou should of seen it coming long ago when you were very youngMy word is through the father, holy spirit and his *****ing sonCause when I grab the mic device in front of Christ and start to rip itI'll make Jesus turn around and say "yo pop this nigga flipped it"So talk about whatever and be what you wanna beBut don't mistake the way I break the faith for simple blasphemyCause through the highest frequencies in the NYCI'm crushing 97.1 percent of MC's(Hook)
