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Текст песни Immortal Technique - Hidden Track

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[Intro]Oh, you mother fuckers thought it was over, huhWell its not, you didn`t count on a fallen angelgetting back into the grace of God and coming after youYa`ll niggaz ain`t shitYour producers ain`t shitYour fucking A & R ain`t shitI`ll fucking wipe my ass with your demo dealYo Diabolic, take this mother fucker`s head off[Diabolic]Go ahead and grip glocksI`ll snap your trigger finger in six spotsYou`ll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shotsI`ll watch you topple flatPut away your rings and holla backCan`t freestyle, you`re screwed off the top like bottle capsBeneath the surface, I`m over heating your receiving circuitsBy unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churchesWhat you preach is worthlessYour worship defeat the purposeLike President Bush taking bullets for the Secret ServiceBeyond what ya`ll fathomI shit on cats and jaw tap ‘emShow no compassion like having a straight faced orgasmTour jack ‘em, have his half a ten bitch suck my friend`s dickIn the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fistDiabolic, a one man brigade spreading cancer plagueThis fucking a pussy`s face, holding a hand grenadeSo if I catch you bluffin`Faggot, you`re less than nothingI just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction[Technique]You mother fuckers are nothingYou cannot harm meI`ll resurrect every aborted baby and start an armyStorm the planet hunting you down cuz I`m on a missionTo split your body into a billion one-celled organismsImmortal Technique will destroy your religion you stupid bitchYou`re faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifixI`m bout to blow up like Nasa Challenger computer chipsArsenic language transmitted revolutionarilyI`m like time itself, I`m gunna kill you inevitablyChemically bomb you, fuck using a chrome pieceI`m Illmatic, you won`t make it home like Jerome`s nieceI`ll sever your head diagonally for thinking of dissin` meAnd then ill use your dead body to write my name in calligraphyThis public democracy, brain washed your psychologySo you`re nothing like diversity without equalityAnd your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythologyUsing numerology, to count the people I sent to HeavenProduces more digits than 22 divided by 7You`re like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspectYou never killed a cop, you not a mother fucking thug yetYour mind is empty and spaciousLike the part of the brain the appreciated culture in a racistFace it, you too basic, you`re never gunna make itLike children walking through Antarctica, butt naked

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