作词 : R. Diaz/Felipe Coronel/T. Ibrahim 作曲 : R. Diaz/Felipe Coronel/T. Ibrahim (Verse 1: Jean Grae) I burn my bridges with a blow torch A rebel born from verbal holocaust Dirty and never try to cleanse to get the drama off Swiftest stealth assassin snipe you from balcony shots A terrorist position, professional from the opera box Rhyme documents infamous like the Bill of Rights Illa tight, havin' ****** open like the thrill of dykes Jean Grae, Yakuza mass murderer Friends who got the dirt on her Foes who never heard of her Wild Style, my mouth bomb the train up I spit Krylon in five colors, when I speak I spray my name up Split your wig up like Denny Bruce Splash your remains and brains out On the street like Henny and juice Noose your neck and loosen your spine from back Shift your spleen, rip 'til it's just obscene From downtown swingin' it, New York, illest who rip it Ever, flow like a river, **** your girl like a *****, what
(Scratches)
(Verse 2: Pumpkinhead) I've been through hell and back, scars swell on my back I spit bars, y'all spit repetitive raps I'm a street dude who decided to rhyme, with lines that'll crack the disc between your mind and your spine That's why y'all wanna bite my design And that's why usually I hold the mic like a 9 Pistol-whip you on the side of your eye, watch it pop out We knock out cats and wipe the floors with their rocks out Shocked now? Like you drivin' in a lightning storm With the top down, we got this locked down Like convicts on the run, gettin' shot down for phone time We gainin' yards in the whole nine See, me and Tech, we steadily building And we about to blow like the Oklahoma Federal Building And all them ****** get mad when we step in the building 'Cause we make the crowd jump And hit they head on the ceiling, what
(Scratches)
(Verse 3: Immortal Technique) I spit heat like the deserts of Saudi Arabia Bury competition like Mesopotamia Emanatin' radiation, pissin' liquid uranium I bring the rock like European drunks in soccer stadiums I'll split your cranium with perfect symmetry, lyrically If you're not the illest, then you don't deserve to spit with me OBS-obliterating bastards sacrilegiously I sacrifice ****** who talk ****, ritualistically Meticulously makin' all my rivals suicidal Like white suburban kids on acid, readin' the Satanic Bible My arrival is genocidal like Christopher Columbus Exterminatin' races of wack MC's that walk among us I've just begun to bust, I'll make this place open candela These racist cops wanna lock me longer then Nelson Mandela Pissed off, I'm makin' hella paper, East to West Coast And I treat the law in this country like a ************' joke 'Cause if I'm willin' to smoke the President While he's sniffin' his coke You know it don't mean **** to me to cut a ******' cop's throat
(Outro: Immortal Technique) Jean Grae, Pumpkinhead, Immortal Technique DP-one, tell 'em what the **** we about to do! {Sh, sh, sh, **** on the whole industry}
[00:00.000] 作词 : R. Diaz/Felipe Coronel/T. Ibrahim [00:01.000] 作曲 : R. Diaz/Felipe Coronel/T. Ibrahim [00:11.05](Verse 1: Jean Grae) [00:22.50]I burn my bridges with a blow torch [00:24.75]A rebel born from verbal holocaust [00:26.91]Dirty and never try to cleanse to get the drama off [00:29.97]Swiftest stealth assassin snipe you from balcony shots [00:32.83]A terrorist position, professional from the opera box [00:35.89]Rhyme documents infamous like the Bill of Rights [00:38.83]Illa tight, havin' ****** open like the thrill of dykes [00:41.64]Jean Grae, Yakuza mass murderer [00:44.61]Friends who got the dirt on her [00:45.96]Foes who never heard of her [00:47.52]Wild Style, my mouth bomb the train up [00:50.03]I spit Krylon in five colors, when I speak I spray my name up [00:53.35]Split your wig up like Denny Bruce [00:55.91]Splash your remains and brains out [00:57.55]On the street like Henny and juice [00:59.30]Noose your neck and loosen your spine from back [01:02.21]Shift your spleen, rip 'til it's just obscene [01:04.77]From downtown swingin' it, New York, illest who rip it [01:08.22]Ever, flow like a river, **** your girl like a *****, what [01:11.52] [01:11.92](Scratches) [01:22.28] [01:22.47](Verse 2: Pumpkinhead) [01:22.63]I've been through hell and back, scars swell on my back [01:25.67]I spit bars, y'all spit repetitive raps [01:28.46]I'm a street dude who decided to rhyme, with lines that'll crack the disc between your mind and your spine [01:34.31]That's why y'all wanna bite my design [01:37.22]And that's why usually I hold the mic like a 9 [01:40.23]Pistol-whip you on the side of your eye, watch it pop out [01:43.95]We knock out cats and wipe the floors with their rocks out [01:47.10]Shocked now? Like you drivin' in a lightning storm [01:50.23]With the top down, we got this locked down [01:52.98]Like convicts on the run, gettin' shot down for phone time [01:56.76]We gainin' yards in the whole nine [01:58.97]See, me and Tech, we steadily building [02:01.28]And we about to blow like the Oklahoma Federal Building [02:04.29]And all them ****** get mad when we step in the building 'Cause we make the crowd jump [02:08.90]And hit they head on the ceiling, what [02:10.45] [02:10.65] [02:10.80](Scratches) [02:21.25] [02:21.50](Verse 3: Immortal Technique) [02:21.65]I spit heat like the deserts of Saudi Arabia [02:24.77]Bury competition like Mesopotamia [02:27.67]Emanatin' radiation, pissin' liquid uranium [02:30.65]I bring the rock like European drunks in soccer stadiums [02:33.50]I'll split your cranium with perfect symmetry, lyrically [02:36.36]If you're not the illest, then you don't deserve to spit with me [02:39.44]OBS-obliterating bastards sacrilegiously [02:42.44]I sacrifice ****** who talk ****, ritualistically [02:45.41]Meticulously makin' all my rivals suicidal [02:48.18]Like white suburban kids on acid, readin' the Satanic Bible [02:51.45]My arrival is genocidal like Christopher Columbus [02:54.26]Exterminatin' races of wack MC's that walk among us [02:57.32]I've just begun to bust, I'll make this place open candela [03:00.13]These racist cops wanna lock me longer then Nelson Mandela [03:03.05]Pissed off, I'm makin' hella paper, East to West Coast [03:05.95]And I treat the law in this country like a ************' joke [03:08.96]'Cause if I'm willin' to smoke the President [03:10.76]While he's sniffin' his coke [03:12.33]You know it don't mean **** to me to cut a ******' cop's throat [03:15.63] [03:16.10](Outro: Immortal Technique) [03:16.30]Jean Grae, Pumpkinhead, Immortal Technique [03:20.35]DP-one, tell 'em what the **** we about to do! [03:22.71]{Sh, sh, sh, **** on the whole industry}
