(feat. Poison Pen, Swave Sevah)
[ad libs for first 22 seconds]



[Immortal Technique]

Immortal Technique, Poison Pen

Swave Sevah motherfucker (get 'em right now!)



I leave government spies and murderers

wrapped in plastic like Dominican furniture

I put the iron in you, like the center of Earth's curvature

And make your block turn into the, border of Serbia

My flow's dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball

And beat you in the head like a sock with an 8-ball

You got Stockholm Syndrome, and that's why I hate y'all

Cause you be biggin up the industry while they rape y'all



[Poison Pen]

Yeah, I spaz out (spaz out) and beat the shit out niggaz

You fag out (fag out) and beat the jizz out niggaz

Gloves (check) ski mask (check) duct tape (check)

Get a ducat and lost and recovered and break neck

Bed-Stuy, BestBuy, clique and rush the {?}

Rip up the pavement, throw the whole block on you

Pop up, you gotta get it

Like Ricky in "Boyz N the Hood," stoppin to scratch a lotto ticket



[Swave Sevah]

Yo, I feel the sudden surge given me the urge to speak (yo what up?)

Scream somethin that's absurd and disturb the peace (fuck y'all!)

Quick to throw a hot verse to beats

You see the music I'm a prisoner, hip-hop is my work release

I'm not the same Swave you knew, I'm a whole new person

More assertive and aggressive, my attitude worsened

I raise hell on this earth

Your rap is over, you Casanova's gon' end up like Gerald Levert, bitch!



[Chorus: Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, Swave Sevah]

[I.T.] Stronghold tighten the grip, on the underground

[P.P.] I fight back-to-back holdin my brothers down

[S.S.] You done started, with the wrong motherfucker now

[I.T.] Married to the cause and we loyal, we don't fuck around

[P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the whole fuckin underground

[I.T.] Secretly run, by commercial motherfuckers now

[S.S.] So while you little step-and-fetch niggaz run around

[all] Controlled demolition, we bringin the structure down!



[Immortal Technique]

Immortal Technique nigga, I'm the type to flip

Cause me and my dogs fight to the death like Michael Vick's

And I don't hit women so I'm not gonna mangle your wiz

A prostitute with an AIDS race'll handle the biz



[Poison Pen]

Hit the block with a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a devil spray

If that's a K, play yo' punk-ass infected with leprosy

Leave you half-murdered beyond, recognition beat and indecent

Leave you with your plastic surgeon for a remix



[Swave Sevah]

Yo, aiyyo I'm hard-bodied with it

And these scars, contusions, concussions, fractures 

and pains you suffer from; I probably did it

You ain't worth spit, I put a hit out on your mother

Then fuck up you and your four brothers



[Immortal Technique]

You play Scarface when a microphone's in the room

But you more like Pacino in "Dog Day Afternoon"



[Poison Pen]

ASCAP clappin 'em, all this rap traps

Snatch that diamonds off your neck, worth 50 dead Africans



[Swave Sevah]

Yo, this dude is truly a joke

That stuff got you feelin tough, must be sniffin +Peruvian Coke+



[I.T.] We spit Cold War syndrome, it shatters the bones

[P.P.] Spray my dependance on your bitch face when it splatters you on

[S.S.] Thrown in submission holds and choked 'til you tap out

[I.T.] And shut down your party like Whitney Houston's crackhouse

[P.P.] Stronghold, live and direct up in your set

[S.S.] The habitual line steppers - Swave, Pen and Tech



[Chorus]



[ad libs to the end]