Leaving The Past

Immortal Technique

[Verse 1]

They told me I would never make it, I would never achieve it

Reality is nurishment, but people don't believe it

I guess its hard to stomach the truth like a bulimick

its a dirty game and nobody is willing to clean it

But this is for the paralygics, people dreamin' of runnin'

ladies married to men who dont please 'em, dreamin' of comin'

urbanly murderous like David Berkowitz when I'm gunnin'

Some cowards on the internet didn't think I would sell

scared to talk shit in person, cuz they stuck in a shell

and couldn't understand the pain of being stuck in a cell

Hell is not a place you go, if you not a christian

it's the failure of your lifes greatest ambition

It's a bad decision to blindly follow any religion

I don't see the difference in between the raw and the wrong

Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they moms

I'm just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb

Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong

by a democrat republican Cheech and Chong

Immortal Technique, you never heard me preachin' a song

I'm not controversial, I'm just speakin' the facts

Put your hands in the air like you got the heat to your back

and shake your body like a baby born addicted to crack

And since life is a gamble like the crabstables at Vegas

I freestyle my destiny, it's not written in pages



[Verse 2]

I hate it when they tell us how far we came to be

as if our peoples history started with slavery

Painfully I discovered the shit they kept us secret

this is the exodus like the black jews out of Egypt

I keep it reality based wit the music I make

brought the truth to your face with the style I run wit

like the navy missile that shot down flight eighthundred

I'm like the africans who came here before Colombus

and from the 15hundreds until after the model

I watch Latin America get raped in the sorrow

You see the spanjards never left Espace the Cologne

and if you don't be