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imagine the word of god without religious groupies
imagine a savior born in a mexican hoopty
persecute a single mother in a modern manger
you crucify him again like a fucking stranger
tears of the anger are worth more than diamonds or rubies
imagine being locked up since juvi
imagine changing your life and still going out like tookie
imagine niggas talking shit when they never knew me
imagine a movie that depicted the pain in your life like the kids in afghanistan chasing a kite
for most of the world that's what it's like
imagine if the woman your suppose to love for the rest of your life is set to marry someone else at the end of the night
they say you fight the greatest jihad in your heart and your mind and fight the hardest when you start from behind
so i dreamed the impossible all the time
fuck a masonic design americas future is mine repeat that to yourself cause if cultures a crime the numbers tatted on your arm aren't too far behind
it can only conquer you after they murdered your mind
so rise up motherfucker like the sign of the time
i feel my body weakening but my spirit is fine
ready to go to war with devils at the drop of a dime and
fight with my rebel army until the stars have aligned

nostradamus was a white mans prophet who predicated european supremacist logic
because the pilgrims and conquistadors columns killed more innocent people than hitler and stalin
i guess the fortune teller christ [?]
brother give this to the og's doing life with you and
pray for the problems with the popes psychology so the vatican will offer an apology, for what?! for destroying the peoples liberation theology
snatching the spirit of jesus from people in poverty
business decisions like keeping people in prisons but had the opposite effect incarcerating religion
that type of crooked politics imposed on a populous is obvious if you read the northwood documents
forget the compliments for what i recorded
and live the revolution instead of always dying for it
remember a bullet can never stop me
my legions are led by the spirit haile selassie watch me
even if i'm shot in the shakra i will prosper
doppler effect bumping music out a helicopter
tell them the persians there comes the rasta [?]
and tell them i came back as the son of the ahura mazda
fish out the philistine dagon from the shores of gaza
and call quetzalcoatl flying over la raza
this is a message to the older gods i'll sacrifice you all to the revolution like the roman?
lost in the desert like the hebrews of israel
the blood clot system try to kill me like sickle cell
but i survived and alive to fight another day [?] coma?
i can still hear my mother pray
sister crying out to god please let my brother stay
walking towards the light but somethings pulling me the other way

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this is immortal technique
harlem, new york
all over the world
and this is the martyr
if you are listening to this
it is your responsibility
to burn this for every single motherfucker you know

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and it's not smart to be dumb
it's not smart to be dumb bumb de dumb dumb dumb
back where i come from it's not considered smart to be dumb

[immortal technique:] okay little empwanala, time for bed.
[empwanala:] uncle felipe
[immortal technique:] what, what is it now?
[empwanala:] i heard that you and my dad used to be in a gang. is that true?
[immortal technique:] who told you that man, your mother. it wasn't a gang we were just a group of friends.
[empwanala:] did you do bad things?
[immortal technique:] no no no look we just used to draw and stuff and play karate, borrow things, throw stuff, yknow run arround at night. like goonies
[empwanala:] what's a goonie?
[immortal technique:] you never heard of goonies before?

[verse 1: immortal technique]
i coulda chose another life with the feds tryna get me
little kids putting work in like at gap and disney
in the whip high as shit like bobby and whitney
grab your hand abd push the mother fucked pedal to sixty
harlem cops frisk me to get me to make their quotas
but i told ya spanish words confuze meeeeeeeee
bar brawl in club popping and rocking georsh
shot it out leaving pullet holes the size of matzu balls
i love big chicks never fucked with a slim broad
played soccer and hammerd nails into the shin guard
gambled at cee lo with dominicans locked in the tombs
we was there for robbing niggas for them spanish deblumes
remember goonie era graffiti of all sorts
now they wanna foreclose on the hood to build a golf course
i'll put your hand in a blender to make an entre
then cut your dick and glue it back on the wrong way

[hook: immortal technique]
all ma revoulutionarry soldiers better ride
my word is mathematic bitch numbers never lie
so even if they tell you i'm dead i'm still alive
because mother fucker goonies never die
whitness protection program rappers better hide
i serve revenge out the freever niggas never slide
so if they tell you i'm gone and you safe niggas lied
because mother fucker goonies never die

[verse 2: swave sevah]
i'm a certified goonie the type a burgla rob ya crib
and leave it smellin like sour and afgan gooey
life is a movie but yours was filmed on a greener screen
i give you pure uncut raw no deleted scenes
war with a broadsword dumping a tech nine
slit your throat give you a columbian neck tie
the best buy to get we let die let fly the next guy to try some shit
listen a few words just to describe my clique
we like a gang of spartans walking on the gaza strip
never say die it's time to fight and we never run
my goonies rob niggas fot jewelery we call em treasure hunts
let him front like he a tough guy with wippe? lol
i'll hit i'm slug turn him to one eye willy watery grave hide ya chips
i'll hijack ya boat load and cruise away on my pirate ship

[hook: immortal technique]
all ma revoulutionarry soldiers better ride
my word is mathematic bitch numbers never lie
so even if they tell you i'm dead i'm still alive
because mother fucker goonies never die
whitness protection program rappers better hide
i serve revenge out the freever niggas never slide
so if they tell you i'm gone and you safe niggas lied
because mother fucker goonies never die

[verse 3: diabolic]
before duncan penderhuse was runnin with dougie doug
my team got away with murder we ain't fit the bloody glove
those jungle breeze and we come to feed our hungry cubs
with hoes pulling out our pipes like goonies under country clubs
let these funny thugs know whoever steps in bolics spot
is getting crushed with solid rock the jester copper pot
i suggest the drama stops i'll flood blocks with mustard gas
you're up shits creek in a rubber raft cut in half
cross my fucking path i'll dare you i'll mangle who lit the fuse
quit to lose my marbles like mickey replacing his with jewls
watching ya'll enslave the game i'm forced to say the truth
break the chains quick and sloth reaching for baby roof?
we got ad proof and whores in daisy dukes extra low
while fat bitches do the truffle shuffle just to get in shows
fuck what your record sold respect the code and recognise
the rebel tribe that my people kept alive will never die

[hook: immortal technique]
all ma revoulutionarry soldiers better ride
my word is mathematic bitch numbers never lie
so even if they tell you i'm dead nigga i'm still alive
because mother fucker goonies never die
whitness protection program rappers better hide
i serve revenge out the freever niggas never slide
so if they tell you i'm gone and you safe niggas lied
because mother fucker goonies never die

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[chorus:]
i am the eye in the sky looking at you i can read your mind
i am the maker of rules dealing with fools i can cheat you blind [eye in the sky by alan parsons project]

[verse 1: immortal technique]
yeah, my truth is the archet of coming and buried in ethiopia, watch when you fuckin' with a minneapolis somalian
when i go home the world i use to know is gone and i will live on my own for what shall it prosper the rapper with creative control to sign a deal with the devil and lose his soul my still born first expression is cold like the faces of slave masters on a pay-by phone subliminal racial supremacy chokin' me quick like the bedtime stories of joseph smith lich mob gunnin' for me tryna murder my seeds is shorty put up in denial in a basket of reeves and now i stare in to the future with a spiritual flashlight wondering who the fuck was me in a past-life bad diet fuck more die a young fast life same as a crash flight that took off when the music died on your last night tell em' the truth and they call you a traitor talk to em' honestly and they call you a hater losin' my composure cause the message is urgent talkin' reckless drunk on the mic like larry merchant cursin' at the conservants who marryin' demons who rush their wings against the air to the reason they heave in with nothin' left to believe in even a reason from livin' that was forgiven by god and our religion envision jesus risen from the dead like horus in the baptist church shakin' off the rigor mortis the borders should be illegal instead of the people that were here before the bible and all of it's sequels i speak to the detached and unrealistic that were born nobel but turned socially autistic we resisted homeland securities mission cause i know what they really envisioned...

[chorus x2]

i am the eye in the sky looking at you, i can read your mind
i am the maker of rules dealing with fools, i can cheat you blind

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['elizabeth' movie intro]
i’m content to die for my beliefs
so cut off my head and make me a martyr
the people will always remember it
“no. they will forget”

a man who walks with god, can walk anywhere
hence.. i fear nothing

[immortal technique - verse 1]
the point of guerilla war, is not to succeed
it’s always been just to make the enemy bleed
deprivin’ the soldiers of the peace of mind that they need
bullets are hard to telegraph when they bob and they weave
the only way a guerilla war can ever be over
is when the occupation, can’t afford more soldiers
until they have to draft the last of you into the service
and you refuse cause you don’t see the purpose
the only way to counter the insurgents that are well-equipped
is to paint the people fighting for freedom as terrorists
then find a faction lookin’ for foreign investments
you stall them with power and murder any objections
you can’t stop a revolution from breathin’
so to beat ‘em they offer people the illusion of freedom
but when you’re done dreamin’ and wake up, tortured for treason
then you can see them, hidin’ behind the god they believe in

[chorus]
deep in the trenches in the heart of a war
that’s the place a martyr is born (mothafucka it’s on)
during the night before the start of the dawn
that’s the place a martyr is born (mothafucka it’s on)
when the gunshots are rainin’ in the heart of a storm
that’s the place a martyr is born (mothafucka it’s on)
guerilla war when the army is gone
that’s the place a martyr is born (mothafucka it’s on)

[verse 2]
the purpose of life is a life with a purpose
so i’d rather die for a cause than live a life that is worthless
i don’t need the circus or the day of national observance
i need you to think for you and stop being a servant
pawns only move a square in the game that they’re used in
and realise it too late, like the shootin’ of huey newton
or patrice lumumba and salvador allende
slaughter by the power hungry branches of their own gente
ghandi wasn’t killed by pakistani nationals
he was assassinated by a hindu radical
and che guevara, rebel to a u.s. continent
was sold to the c.i.a. by bolivian communists
wasn’t yitzhak rabin murdered by a zionist
and anwar sadat a victim of the same violence?
malcolm x was seen as a threat to the f.b.i.
but to blast ‘em they used muslims from the n.o.i.
even the 35th president of the republic
was murdered by factions of his own government
so now that it’s proven, that a soldier of revolution
or head of an empire, disguised in a constitution
can not escape the retribution or manipulation
of the self-appointed rulers of the planets corporations
so imma need every generation to put your hands up
cause you can only get ‘em off your back when you stand up!

[chorus]
deep in the trenches in the heart of a war
that’s the place a martyr is born (mothafucka it’s on)
during the night before the start of the dawn
that’s the place a martyr is born (mothafucka it’s on)
when the gunshots are rainin’ in the heart of a storm
that’s the place a martyr is born (mothafucka it’s on)
guerilla war when the army is gone
that’s the place a martyr is born (mothafucka it’s on)

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[verse 1: immortal technique]
back like i was locked up, putting in work
burning through books like nazi's in a catholic church
i'm cursed like cain when he murdered his brother
cut your face off and wear it while i'm fucking your mother
i'm mars ultor, the avenger, the god of war
and if you don't believe in me, i doubt you believe in god at all
i breathe smokeless fire, the gin type
that'll make you hate the way that allah made you to live life
like hindu, niggers, who be bleaching their skin white
other people's teeth in my hands after a fist fight
i was born with a sixth sense and a swift right
skin wear wolves [?] will rape demons at midnight
sell your kids into slavery after we murder you
or sacrifice them in the same fire we burnin' you
barbarian funeral, nigger, you wanna know?
damn the river, bury me, and let the water flow

[verse 2: styles p]
cut the nose off, the ears off, the whole head
immortal and ghost coming, code red
you never seen a black barbarian
warrior, warlord, pussy, cut your balls off
more bodies come, more bodies hauled off
what you want the sword and get shit sawed off
you don't need an axe in it
and i'm breaking your back because your spine needed a crack in it
you bugging me, i'm coming to fumigate
the wolverine, the sabre tooth, the way that i mutilate
i'm like the viking [?]
except i got black skin and both of my eyes in
don't test him, please don't stress him
he'll hang you from a tree with your own intestines
how'd you wanna die? make your own suggestion
now talk to the lord and make your own confession

[verse 3: vinnie paz]
you pussies living in a movie theatre
put the motherfucking spell on you like [?]
chop his motherfucking head like a ruthless leader
guns drawn in a church service, shoot the preacher
we need to be godly to know allah
ain't no rappers eating around me, like a broken jaw
it ain't ever been a day that i ain't broke the law
what you think i hold a motherfucking toaster for?
i ain't going there, there's police in that room
and vinnie walk around with bags of dust like a vacuum
bury you under the earth inside a black tomb
my body covered in dadhichi and stab wounds
i'm a guerilla, barbarians is my ancestors
that's a part of my neurological transmitters
we islamic and brought the story of [?] with us
while we brought the motherfucking blam blam with us

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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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[verse 1 - lowkey]
from west 10 to the west bank,
i write righteous rhymes with my right and wrestle the devil with my left hand,
never work for a zionist, never been a yes man,
my art is like rembrandt painting pictures of death camps,
the average person is allergic to the words of wisdom,
this is for everyone of saddam’s kurdish murder victims,
and all the pure souls that never had the chance to speak,
truth pumps in my arteries and causes my heart to beat,
for soldiers haunted and tortured by guilty memories,
who realised too late to reveal their real enemy,
it’s all dead wrong
for every victim of racist persecution from auschwitz to hebron,
my words may sting cowards,
for people that were atomised by the thermate in the twin towers
those living through the wars,
ask me what i do this for,
put the world in its place before it put you in yours,

[chorus]
(rochelle rose)
what happens under darkness shall come to light,
can’t silence us even though you try,
(lowkey)
you can try to avoid us but it’s pointless
you can never avoid the voices of the voiceless
(rochelle rose)
take our freedom, can’t take our pride,
come what may we will survive,
(lowkey)
you can try to avoid us but it’s pointless,
you can never avoid the voices of the voiceless

[verse 2 - immortal technique]
keep my third eye hidden under my new york fitted,
a crazy unmarried man that deserves to be committed,
the future is encrypted in my troubled lyrics,
dream that i’ve been somewhere for weeks, then wake up in a couple minutes,
sweat dripping with visions of population control,
thoughts overflowing my world like the melting of the north pole,
my people are targeted by military crack committees,
so i’m bucking at the feds like natives in rapid city,
reality savage, my words are like a riot in paris,
the voice of the voiceless, that voice is social imbalance,
so stand strong or sit harder in your mental palace,
blinded inside a kingdom united to its old habits,
but now, middle passage coming, war chant, african drumming,
gatling gun humming,
rapid fire mechanism, reckless living,
that checks the rhythm of perfectionism,
slave condition,
while you’re singing god save the system,

[chorus]
(rochelle rose)
what happens under darkness shall come to light,
can’t silence us even though you try,
(lowkey)
you can try to avoid us but it’s pointless
you can never avoid the voices of the voiceless
(rochelle rose)
take our freedom, can’t take our pride,
come what may we will survive,
(lowkey)
you can try to avoid us but it’s pointless,
you can never avoid the voices of the voiceless

[verse 3 - lowkey]
detain my body, but you can’t imprison my mind,
if it’s my time i’ll probably die with my fist in the sky,
these are the thoughts of a man who can’t escape from his coma,
cries of a young virgin girl who got raped by them soldiers,

[verse 4 - immortal technique]
birthing a screaming bastard, post colonial nation,
subject to childhood diseases, famine, war and inflation,
education molded you into your masters image,
and you forgot who the fuck you were before the war was finished

[verse 5 - lowkey]
you’re hearing the ghosts of nagasaki, you’re hearing hiroshima,
beautiful babies being born with the weirdest features,
you might never see me in the charts,
but inshallah my seed can see peace in iraq,

[verse 6 - immortal technique]
but peace and freedom can never be given,
that’s historically forbidden, cos only collision is the recipe,
changing the course of destiny, so i’m strapped with weaponry,

[lowkey & immortal technique]
‘cause the government don’t give a f-ck about protecting me.

[chorus]
(rochelle rose)
what happens under darkness shall come to light,
can’t silence us even though you try,
(lowkey)
you can try to avoid us but it’s pointless
you can never avoid the voices of the voiceless
(rochelle rose)
take our freedom, can’t take our pride,
come what may we will survive,
(lowkey)
you can try to avoid us but it’s pointless,
you can never avoid the voices of the voiceless

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[chorus]
rest in peace
here’s another warriors song, rep this life to the fullest
mothafucka, say yo’ prayers!
for brothers who died from black-on-black violence
rest in peace
you ain’t payin’ respect when you’ ‘spose to
rep this life to the fullest
rest in peace
this ain’t for y’all, this’ a toast to them
rest in peace
[immortal technique - verse 1]
here’s a toast to the dead
if you don’t drink, smoke to the head
for the freedom fighters killed by the feds
for those who died hard in the streets soaking in red
and died slow asleep in a dream choking in bed
here’s a toast to the dead for my enemies that are gone
i’m not a coward so, celebrating that would be wrong
i pray to god that your soul will come back again
so i can see you in the next life and finish it then
a toast to the dead for criminals, burning in hell
i wonder how many presidents are burning as well
emperors, popes, senators, generals
amputees feelin’ lucky until they see the vegetables
a toast to the dead for those who i’ve forgotten
written out of the history by the corrupted and rotten
black saints whitewashed during la reconquista
thousands of indios spaniards used to conquer the incas
f-ck a moment of silence! i need a moment of violence!
like the nineteenth century caribbean islands
long live those who came before, that paved the way for me
the warriors and scientists that came before slavery
and if that last lyric was predictable
take your clairvoyance and apply it to your life in the physical
presumptuous half-hearted homunculus
self-destruction is the power without knowing what the function is

[chorus]
rest in peace
here’s another warriors song, rep this life to the fullest
rest in peace
mothafucka, say yo’ prayers!
for brothers who died from black-on-black violence
rest in peace
you ain’t payin’ respect when you’ ‘spose to
rep this life to the fullest
rest in peace
this ain’t for y’all, this’ a toast to them
rest in peace
[immortal technique - verse 2]
here’s a toast to the dead, for all of my fam
i will never let an idea die with a man
my rhymes are like nascar lines designed to give a view-of-this
j.dilla’s still alive as long as his music is
a toast to the dead for rap legends and pioneers
your legacy won’t be forsaken as long as i am here
knowledge of the past and, wisdom of the present
i’ll teach and leave in the hands of a worthy lieutenant
a toast to the dead, for children with cancer and aids
a cure exists and you probably, could have been saved
sad to see, medicine divorce morality
corporate homewreckers, ? up a salary
a toast to the dead, for those that’ve died today
the victims and those exonerated by dna
the only thing worse than giving freedom to the guilty
is killing the innocent, and leavin’ your soul filthy
immortal technique, remember me when i’m gone
i encrypted my lyrics to stay alive in a song
so you’ll always keep a piece, of my spirit inside
when you struggle to complete what i started before i died
but some of you, won’t survive the changes the earth makes
swallowed by tsunamis, hurricanes and earthquakes
and that’s just the first stage of ‘you-can-not-reverse-ways’
and realise that we are one, regardless of our birthplace
here’s another warriors song, rep this life to the fullest
rest in peace
mothafucka, say yo’ prayers!
for brothers who died from black-on-black violence
rest in peace
you ain’t payin’ respect when you’ ‘spose to
rep this life to the fullest
rest in peace
this ain’t for y’all, this’ a toast to them
rest in peace

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