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[Hook]
They say baby you’re not a star
You’re too underground and too avangarde
Can nobody tell you hot you are
When you’re chillin with motherfuckin nardwuar

I’ve been around the world a couple times
Tsa know my name and then they cut the line
Out tat on the skin, and could you please
Keep the back of your hand off my groind and my butt this time?
My cellphone full of heroes, underground rappers, activists and weirdos
Chuck décor, no rest in mortal jack
I got lou base joint, but I ain’t phoned him yet
And let me tell you what my game about
10 years and my flame never faded out
Ah, I ain’t have to go the major route
I dropped 6 joints, they all show the same amount
07 I was billboard 69,
Same sales, but I’m 44 this time
So with all the whole industry in a decline
I ain’t have to dick rhymes, still sick and just fine

[Hook]
They say baby you’re not a star
You’re too underground and too avangarde
Can nobody tell you hot you are
When you’re chillin with motherfuckin nardwuar

I’m on tour again, hoppin out this spinner van
I’ma ride in early, just to kick it with the fans
Hit the base see the muslims …
I got a lot of fam, that’s my man, 50 grand
Love the road, but I must admit I miss the fam
Hit too many, I’ve been just have to kiss the sand
Rack 50 50 zan,
Brah so … be the dinner plan
On scale, I’m throw all in the sand
Espn 50 man, al bano never get a tan
Hit the band head, spin like a ceiling fan
I calm down, off needing some more sinner man
Got my lady with me, tryina be a different man
The ice blue ocean water, got her in a trance
Bout to get in then, none of y’all
I took a glance in the mirror and I did my dance, shit!

[Hook]
They say baby you’re not a star
You’re too underground and too avangarde
Can nobody tell you hot you are
When you’re chillin with motherfuckin nardwuar

Went from trashy to hash tag tin classy
My most lucrative years I was the least happy
My first tour man bk we coming up
We had to sleep on the floor and split 100$
every audience we saw tried to front on us
Had to shut them all up and it was fun as fuck
Nowadays it’s like shoppin with the…team
I’m tryina find a happy meeting, in this what I mean
Keep on rockin in the free world
Voice all raspy, the big magazines no longer holler at me
Protest and arrest song in my rapsheet
Homeland security, wild that’s my clan name
Beautiful women always been attracted to them
Off the fact the music matters to em
So when they lift they shirt over they ribs
It’s not to show me they tits
They took a cough that I spit and got it tattered to them

[Hook]
They say baby you’re not a star
You’re too underground and too avangarde
Can nobody tell you hot you are
When you’re chillin with motherfuckin nardwuar.

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i don’t usually use those big words
cause i don’t usually deal with big people
i find you can get a whole lot of small people
and whip hell out of a whole lot of big people

murder murder murder kill kill kill
cannibals walk the earth and get ill blood spill
eyes sunk deep in their skull their bone chill
few for survival most for the thrill

terrorism is the war of the poor
hold up a mirror so the script get flipped
cause when it’s in reverse it ain’t wrong no more
warfare’s the terrorism of the rich

who’s the true guerilla
when the bomb on your body killing innocent civilians
but a life is a life and a killer is a killer
you’re at a desk chillin’ push a button kill a million

see the anguish of the parents
when they’re carrying the body of the baby that they cherish
when innocent people perish
it’s a very thin line between a soldier and a terrorist

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

overseas we can mutilate and mangle
let me give you an example what our troops are coming back to
cold cities where the youth are getting strangled
the community in peril and our future looking narrow

your school already failed you

the boys in blue will nail you they salute you with a barrel
the streets are a certified dead zone
decorated with chalk lines and headstones

all the way live and every night the bullets flying
even if you ain’t dying you a traumatized survivor
when you grow up in a climate of overriding violence
you will never get beyond it it’s always alive inside you

and death just surrounds you
fallen classmates’ ghosts haunt you
crime just calls you cause you look at what you walk through
ain’t certain if you’ll make it ain’t sure you even want to

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

choir
tears and sorrow block the sunlight
head low heart broke eyes closed tongue-tied
waters raise the tide is climbing
speeding time the sky is crying
shots are fired bombs and sirens
war and riots mourning in america

now that society forgot you
and they locked you in an obstacle course where nothing’s possible
if you slip up and they caught you
they got boxes where they lock you make a million dollars off you

they rule you too rude to school
they screw you in a booth shoot electricity through you
or inject death into you
on a television set and let it ooze through you

every time a leader tries to stand up for our freedom
someone claps them with the heater their brain and back leaking
a shame their family grieving the only way to see them
is a displaced dream displayed in a museum

they say they built our nation for a reason
then they stained it with the bleeding of the slaves that never seen it
i ain’t hating i still want to believe it
and i’m not trying to leave it i just call it how i see it

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

they haven’t got anything to lose
and they’ve got everything to gain
and they’ll let you know in a minute
it takes two to tango. when i go, you go

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i had seen you when the hosted seated you
in a station of mine still i'm taking my time
made sure the homie got seized made up my mind
through a napkin over my sleeve straightened my tie
mind if i humble you through the fold of your menu
couture all up against you, oh lord
how could i convince you i just met you
and i'm instantly listening to your instrumental
poor me i poured water inside your glass
for a brief moment our eyes had kinda met
i confess i felt that inside my chest
almost made quite a mess yet i digress
i would guess you're meeting a date here
i offer she order hors d'oeuvres while she wait here
she brushed her bangs to clear off her face yeah
parted her lips and turned crab cakes to shakespeare

the way the lady bait a trap i'm afraid to ask
my imagination act i run away with that
run away with me i swear i'm not a maniac
i'll give you that pretty diamond ring and last name to match
i ain't saying i practiced waiting in the back
i know i better make it fast before her date get back
yeah i placed the order grabbed the plate relaxed
here let me fix my face get my game in tact
fear i chased the clock as i can't make it stop
i played the waiter job made it to the table top
time to play your cards ace take your shot
before i could speak he showed up to devastate the plot
a real server showed up my plan fell through
sir are you all together ma'm can i help you
she looking puzzled i stand without words
i'm sorry i don't really work here awkward

let me explain i ain't much for waiting see
so when i saw you take a seat i played maitre d'
she replied angrily
mr i can't believe you'd stand your grown ass in this place and play games with me
crazy freak wait how did you get all that food
i ordered it from the table around the corner and brought it to you
can't say i thought it through ma'm it's all sorta new
but when i saw you i sorta knew i had to talk to you
and nothing in my arsenal seemed possible
so i called an audible served you i'm honored to
i didn't mean to bother you i just wanted to watch a few
moments of your life much like a fly on wall would do
never mind me the light from unusually bright shine blinded me
so that was all i could see understand if you don't want to talk to me
i'll just leave pardon me i'll just take this little broken heart and leave
wait that was a stupid thing to do but my date didn't show up and my table is set for two
i pulled on my coat like aw look at you
that's all i really wanted ma'm enjoy your afternoon
i'm through

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Sweet taste sweet taste, sweet taste
Sweet taste sweet taste, sweet taste

Just p**sy ..taste like potato pie
..damn
I never had a ..

Holiday time i ain’t pie no punket pie
Make the sweet potato kind ..
No recipe in ..
Customize on each one of a kind
I’ma best make f*ckign with mine
But my sweet potato
But my .. Of a man ..mixting

Got the mixting ball in the butter ..
Nto ..
I got to kill you
Step by step instructions
Just ..brining it
I ain’t just putting pie on the .. Bay
Let you see when you taste
I lvoe you and i would die for you baby
This life kind of crazy i’m making something beautiful
And leave you with the hunger
Come and get some
Your brother putting something

Pie at

..sweet potato pie round here

Check this

Rich ..became a problem
Cause i.. And my heart got to .. Put aside
Got talking by ..should talk
For the kids
Boy you dont’ need ..to that shit
Each pie but how many slides in your stomach
You’ve always been a little ..soak it drinkin ..out of regular

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if i don’t get this in one take, imma quit rappin’
the whole song, i swear to god
i’m supposed to be a professional

i ain’t tryin’ to be one of them dudes
that make hundreds of new songs and none of them are good
some of ‘em are cool, but ain’t say nothin’ new
runnin’ through a verse, just for somethin’ to do

i wanna be the cat, that put the straw on the back
of the camel and send him to the chiroprac
i wanna write a line that’s in your head all day
songs that make you say you never felt that way

like i’m tryin’ to give myself goosebumps, ok?
find the truth inside me and put it on display
many dedicated folks listen to me close
i open my inner soul and slip it in my clothes

some flood the blogs, some flood the streets
i don’t flood nothin’, i’m watering the seeds
i walk away from emcees offerin’ me cheese
to author a 16 and drop it on their beat

and it’s not like money ain’t somethin’ that i need
there’s a business side and i wanna succeed
plus i got a wife and a couple kids to feed
but if i sell my love, then what’s left for me?

sometimes i don’t write a lot
i know some folks call that writer’s block
i just call it my process
it comes out when it’s ready to, i guess

i don’t wanna let nobody down, so
here’s some new shit, you tell me how it sounds
i ain’t tryin’ to be difficult or no shit
it just hurts too bad to try and force it

had a week off …
i flew out to seattle to go and build with jake
he can make a break that make the famous do a take
i’m hyped, imaginin’ the magic that we’ll create

i love my family but damn they distract me
when i’m at home someone’s always yellin’ “daddy!”
need to get away badly and focus
but it’s been a couple weeks since i really wrote shit

i’m strugglin’, up late hummin’
pace around the hotel, the words ain’t comin’
wrote a little somethin’, throw it away, fuck it
have an artist freak out moment and start buggin’

maybe it’s the …, my fire’s just lost
i’m probably a fraud that got lucky before
if i let everybody down, then what’s it all for?
lookin’ at seattle from the twenty third floor

cracked the window and swung open wide
nothin’ between me and the world outside
what if i decide to lean forward and fly?
they say that’s the way donny hathaway died

such a beautiful life ended in suicide
maybe tryin’ to write was tearin’ him up inside
maybe tryin’ to write was tearin’ him up inside
i swear that tryin’ to write is tearin’ me up inside

i bet that i’d regret it, the second that i did it
wish that that instant i could continue livin’
i pushed the window closed said “man, you trippin’”
sat down on the bed and wrote this one

sometimes i don’t write a lot
i know folks out there call that writer’s block
i just call it my process
it comes out when it’s ready to, i guess

i don’t wanna let nobody down, so
here’s some new shit, you tell me how it sounds
i ain’t tryin’ to be difficult or no shit
it just hurts too bad to try and force it

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[verse 1 - immortal technique]
the ghetto is like a prison with invisible bars
no matter where you at, it always follows you where you are
and it's hard out there for a pimp to get out of
but it's harder for the hooker that he beat the shit out of
i got niggas underground in the confederate states
i find it ? running the slavery that prison creates
so i never hate on the south: i respect their vision
i just hate on niggas that promote samboism
and white execs that love to see us in that position
they reflect the stereotypes of america's vision
they want us dancing, cooning and hollering
only respect us for playing sports and modeling
more than racism: it's stay in your place-ism
more people are trapped in practical blackface-ism
so fuck a civil war between the north and the south
it's between field niggas and slaves that are stuck in the house

[hook]
civil war for the soul of a nation
this is a struggle to save civilization
demonstrations overthrowing the occupation
the annihilation of mental colonization

civil war for the soul of a nation
we fight for the future of our civilization
destroy the corrupt government organizations
trying to survive cultural assasination

crip niggas, blood nigga, eses, asians
why the fuck we warring with each other's population?
if you ever wanna dead all our population
people in ? nation, why the separation?
why we got jamaicans hating on hatians?
when the british and french raped both nations
mexicans and blacks kill each other: straight hating
while the government profits from prison population
if you on the bottom, be you anglo or asian
you gotta understand the realness of what i'm saying
you gotta recognize another g at the enemy
when the police ride, they fear us frequently
we gotta make you see where the truth be
if you a g, then go and develop gd
50 years of gangs and our people still poor
if we running from the streets we should really end war

[hook]

our hearts were torn apart just like y'alls was
watching towers full of souls fall to sawdust
everytime we called your office you ignored us
now you holding hearings all inside of congress
microscopes on us, ask if we're jihadists
my answer was in line with all of the founding fathers
i think patrick said it best: give me liberty or death
i shall never accept anything less
you claimi innocence
you say you're victimless
but you gave the kiss of death in the name of self-defense
slavery and theft have brought our nations to the end
pacify your citizenry with success
we believe in freedom, justice, security
but they're only good when applied universally
certainly if i rage against the machine
my aim was only to clean the germs out of the circuitry
heard you need putting fear inside your heart
make you burn qu'rans and tell me not to build a mosque
me, my wife and babies we ain't never made jihad
we just want to touch our heads to the floor and talk to god
ask him to remove every blemish from our heart
the greatest threat abroad doesn't come from any bomb
the moment you refuse the human rights of just a few
what happens when that few includes you? civil war

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as i grew i would see them my comrades
in corridors, grouped in 2’s and 3’s and 4’s
sharing a blunt, talking, cursing, fighting
sometimes weeping, lost
and it seemed to be no way whatsoever
to remove this cloud that stood between them and the sun
between them and love

we all took losses, workers, the hood bosses
9 to 5’ers, drug dealers, the hood worship
… that could have went to the league
but they whole game went to the weed
little girl trapped in the crib off this …
some older nigger had her pinned in a …
she was used to them rebox
but he got them winds that keep spinning when the v stop
so when the v stop, she stop
he got right… her little daughter needs socks
and the grandmother need rock
cause she a victim of these street blocks
the hood is a wall and it’s not made of sheet rocks
it’s made of project bricks, elevate is full of project piss
incinerators is the project snitch
that’s where you find all … checks
… cause this malcolm ain’t paid the rent checks

damn right i like the life i live
well the going it’s kinda rough hey
cause i went from negative to positive x 2
and it’s all what?
and it’s all good

the first and the third like christmas in the projects
that we use food stamps to buy edible objects
man the hood is a trap
while my man can’t read but he good with a mac,
you figure it out
why my aunt and my cousin had to live on a couch
…came back from the storm, couldn’t get in his house
… my little homie buying cocaine 20 a pot
not to sell in, inhale…
we got him… lifting the heaviest box
all the ladies in that lotto playing numbers, they was dreaming
they playing them so long, when they hit them they break even
too many of us out in this world that ain’t eating
the problems we trying to make excuse is a great reason

damn right i like the life i live
well the going it’s kinda rough hey
cause i went from negative to positive x 2
and it’s all what?
and it’s all good

the going get mighty rough, doors keep falling shut
bills you can’t ignore them but you know the piling up
police round us up, authorities hard to trust
and they ain’t slowing up until you’re inside the cuffs
act us if the human rights don’t apply to us
throw us in front of the judge, load us on a bus
we escape the maze and the poetry that we buss
the rap industry, fucked, ain’t nobody signing us
a lot of daddies ain’t here to show us how to love
we learn it from the radio, of course it’s not enough
and listen to the soundtrack our homies growing up
boys in love with strippers and shawty want a thug
when you know you stuck, running short on love
oven door open to warm the apartment up
the baby start to fuss, you know when times are rough
the only thing for certain, is you cannot give up
when … gone that kinda rough, i was moving all kind of stuff
grinding to find a buck, fiends never goodbye enough
them bills kept piling up, the haters would try their luck
so at night i’d have to fire while running and try to duck
them …inside the truck with my name inside them cuffs
… my team was fly as fuck, on roof i would try to pluck
i ain’t give a flying fuck man i’m gutter
my daddy left my mother, no sisters no brothers
no inspiration, just calculating… hoping i’d slip up, on a pick up
… serving his moms
… i feel better in this studio just murdering tracks for real

damn right i like the life i live
times i gotta smile just to hide my tears
struggle made me wise, be on my heels
i hussle to survive just for my kids x 2

well the going it’s kinda rough hey.

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