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olds are chasing P, blazing weed
15, Henny mix it with coke
Get smoked by a kid that’s just 16 years old
18, Realise chicks are just hoe’s
They would do

for a while
Kid dealt with wild shit, that's just potty trouble
Dancin' with the Devil get you losin' friends, exit real quick
Like a shotty double

Have ever you dug deep into the 
Trauma you faced as a kid
And seen how it creates 
Where you basically is
How you fight - when you fuck
And you

to black on em
Special delivery
Matter fact homie
Y'all can't get rid of me
No lack on me
Y'all just some kids to me
These facts homie
Y'all just pretend

Cause I'm not no kid
I'm all about my cheese 
On my nacho shit
Where I come from 
We not kind
Smoking on that kind 
Leave you blind 
Put yo ass to sleep

back
I c the only time we come together dressed in all black
Retaliation is a must dats wen our mind starts to lack
If life was handed to ya y so quick

I was sittin' in my car the other night
Behind a couple of high school kids
Light turned green and they didn't go
They were locked in a red light

and some armor you should
Because now you got decisions that are hard to avoid
The good night sleep that you used to enjoy
Has been interrupted by a startle

thru with no-brains, the black pink panther, young!
Skarekrow on the fence, they need to free my ninja
They'll probably give him the chair, like

Illy, Jessica Maulboy, Hilltop Hoods
Black Badger and choose your stagename... Ok Good

Don't go to Australia
You might die
You're better off staying

and something to inform you,
that is, it's black music
so a mondial entity
no more than anything
You just get here, and your kids too
you are more than welcome

between the sheets
And that loosy goosey
That's super wet when she on her knees
Section 80 household
Keep ya mouth closed
Don't tell the other kids
That we

the beach on)
They say they run the city, dawg, but we know (we know)
I do this shit for Shelly and her three kids (uh)
I do this shit with honor, never

Gasoline was a popular drink and it still is
Trying to get away, I was a child at the age of 4
Dad with a rubber hose, me nervous, shaking by the car

When girls dressed in black they all look so lonely
And contraceptives don't get used by the horny
You can't find the key to the door in your

warranties
Black Ceasar, dating top skeezers
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa
They just begun, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me, somethin

no dough
Now ya'll rappers pay attention, ya'll don't know what it is
You just tearing the blocks down and shooting at kids
You not a thug to me now,

black ain't easy shit won't tossed underhand
Especially when some people still want us back in the Motherland
But I got other shit going on so fuck it man

[Immortal Technique]
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
The game is polluted by rappers that are really snitches,
And most DJ's are nothing but industry bitches,

incarnate (GET UP!)
To rock mic's

Complex, this hip hop alchemy
When I was a kid I watched Electric Company
Now I'm all grown living life to the bone
New

been gettin cakey now the money taste sweet 
like pastry they hate me ( back at you)
now tell me how it look
would you rather live life like me or by

drunk
well bet you didn't mean to kill a little kid homey
left his mother lonely self-respect you've yet to show me
if only I could reach ya, I'd teach ya

Straighten your tie, tuck in your shirt
I'm a friend to the friendless
And I don't know why but come on kids, please,
we'll walk right on by
I know you are

heart was beatin but I couldn’t back out just be a man
We drop we in all black this shit forreal
Now we too deep in this
We creep we bendin down mask