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with a sad voice
All them years I wasted for a pound coin
I was in the dungeon when
I wrote my first tape
Aylesbury YOI where the killers dem stay
Banged

One [Remix]

Immortal Technique

Revolutionary, Vol. 2 [Red Vinyl]

2003

By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I recorded

another album
I ain't working on no lame shit
Genre clashing all the time
But I ain't ever lane switch
Some of you just play the role while
I've been

Good grades, so bizarre 
Musician, no guitar 
Can't sing so I wrote some bars 
And in the night I'm at work 
Words battling other words 
To get a place

issue results from a test we wrote
On top of that dawg I'm old
I'm older than most kids in this class
When I get back home at about 4 O'clock 
I know

with this idea in my mind
The first album i dropped, had to be one of a kind
I had to shake up the game, and send it through the grapevine
So i hid every

I gotta go out and get it
I gotta go out and get it
Killing the competition
I be the greatest when I'm finished

Only rapping what I wrote
Y'all gotta

coz I own it already
I’m the artist of the century, don’t ask me or correct me (no,no)
I wrote a song at the start of December so if you heart isn’t

biz
I talk a lot of mess for someone new to the business
Folks ain't heard me yet, they gonna witness
That the future is
Black excellence
If you wrote

I been trynna teach em how to trap but they ain't been listening 
Speaking on a game that they don't know
Like play by play from the trap via Sal

Yeah
I guess I'm, sorry not sorry
Yo
For the past year I've been goin' through the ringer
I figured it would die down by now
But the more I consider

That alone will hardly guarantee it
Music isn't fair by any meaning
My first album sitting for two years
Cos I didn't have the money to release it
That's

Like some succotash
But that do not mean I ain't rolling in cash
I'm trying to crank
This album out now
I'm delaying it when I don't know how
I wrote

and I try 
At the end I fail 
Then I lose my mind, myself
I'm a complete fool
That's how I'd feel everytime they issue results from a test we wrote
On top

what you would lack
You gotta pick the pen up and create another tool from scratch
Since I dropped my album I've been comfortable, much too in fact
Been

on a track I listed as a bonus
Looking at my catalog these hits I fucking wrote it
And I send shots out for my brothers
Talking like you tough but

before I won it all, I was gonna bin it
Have a little faith, listen to your spirit

Yeah, hanging onto this like Mike on a hoop
Unaffected by radiation

coke
Got the whole world hanging by a rope
They praying that a nigga don't choke
Ya boy got tired of being broke
So i hoped up in the studio and wrote

you've got to understand where I'm at
They put me to the test
Like you've got to go and get it by yourself
I dip in murky water, put my focus on an album

to get off of my chest
And I kinda forget the feelin' that I had up at the time
I was super stressed and
A couple months later I wrote this personal album

home
Cold outside as if is Moscow 
Wrote my album and then left home 
Now I'm dreaming into uni 
Perplexed thinking how Imma do this 
All goals complex

on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you

on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you

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