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[Intro]
Akir: Yo tech, it's the last call baby it's good
Immortal Technique: Yeah, you know a remix just feels right dog?
Akir: Before we get outta

was Reping the sameas I look up the sky.

my mind starts to clear.a tear on my eye pain on my soul

as I flow day by day not ny night foo braghin

about

this
Trapped in a stasis, I hate this
I haven’t taken a life in like ages! okay, this is heinous but wait
Look at me now!
Trying to get souls, and I just

High Ticket Item

I know you're excited for this high ticket item, no need fightin, I just write em on demand
pay attention to afford, the vocal cord

My mouth no fit talk
For this music biz I no fit give up
That na why I steady dey look up to God O
To God O for even if e dey dark
Baba God go show me

than my enemies, you don’t see them near me
Many people are wondering like who is this nigga gotdamn..
LiTm biz cash reality when I tuck two twin sisters

found by the waste man.
The Lord forgives not me I'm not the grace man.
I'm the brass knuckles speeding to your face man.
I need a reset for sins tonight.

I got all that paperwork ready for you
You just gotta come by
And uh
Give it a sign
And you're set for life
Sound good
Stuck in your head
It's

like fighting shadows

No Surrender
I know how this ends
I've been there
And it doesn't look good for you
Don't come any closer to me
I guarantee you

one of bar eight, bar ten and 32

Now look the flautist has gotta be good to stand on the stage
Because the flute part has got a two  octave pitch range

bigger 
Wrist look like all winter 

Im right by the bridge 
Hide your wife and mind your biz 
Why your life designed like his 
I ain't even got no kids

Shorty get down, good lord
Baby got 'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting

Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz, you don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting

My Life

Manafest

Epiphany

2005

anybody hear me?
Lord can you save me?

Verse III
Have you ever felt like you wanna die?
End in the night, say good bye like a Lola bye
And just close ye

switched
Get more focused 
That's just how biz' babe
Hit a fucking beat like it's slow
And I move backwards like a rope

I get what I get 
And I get it

onomatopoeia
They used to call me trash but now I don't see em
I wish you niggas well but I wouldn't wanna be ya
Ya woman look good but I wouldn't wanna skeet

meaning that he's dumb smart
Don't be mad when you're dead broke, that's when the fun start
I'm working with two separate numbers for handling biz
If you

takes to convince ya’
To turn back to good?
That’s a sheep song! (Oh)
You push all your problems on Steven
No wonder that you weren’t remembered
Countless

I swear to God I spit them bible verses
But for some reason they don’t want me in your local churches 
But I can fuckin buy some chicken 
I ain’t

Man you ain't living by no street code
Caught a couple cases then he told
How you claim you solid but making statements these folks
Oh you flossin

on my hotline I handle biz I'm about mine got chicken in not Popeyes when you working time fly by got bad bitches and they twerking in my trap house they

down in a day
The spirits seek me out
I can't find a good damn hiding place
People always poke with the silliest questions
Aren't you worried about what

by the buildings
Can't believe I'm almost 20, time flies by, so forgive me
If I break down don't pity, everything I've dreamt is everything I'm tryna

by the time I finish it
Hot girl, put her back on the block
You look up, better smile for the cameras (Cheese)
Boys run down every day, but I’m lookin'