Released on December 30, 2005

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[Intro]

Yeah, let's get it started (Yeah)

Immortal Technique, yeah (Yeah)

[?] clown

Yeah


[Verse]

They say my words are sinister

So they plottin' my death

Like Nation of Islam Ministers did to Malcolm X

But I'm never stressed I stay with the gat in the ride

Ready for beef like Chicago, with my hat to the side

Glock in the clip, locked and loaded with the body armor

Cold blooded, I don't give a fuck about karma

Cuz if it never comes for those who benefit from misery

Ain't no motherfucking way it could еver do shit to me

Therе's nothing metaphysically deep about getting shot

Pissing in your pants and vomiting blood on tha block

Witness protection? Try to stay alive on the humble?

Niggas'll hunt you down like dinosaurs, alive in the jungle

And don't mumble when you try to disrespect my bars

I'll throw a chinese nigga at you, infected with SARS

Get banana boat niggas to murder you for a g

Get'em a green card and getchu chopped up for free

Butchu ain't even worth having your body buried

If you was locked up you'd be lap dancing for commissary

Cut the commentary, motherfucker nobody cares

You try to go to Thugs Mansion but nobody's there

Because the judgement day for you is an empty place

And I'm going to send you first class with a hole in your face

Taking your face 'cause you slackin' a cushy

You a faggot, and your fanbase is pussy

(Nigga what?)