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Immortar Technique — Creation & Destruction ryrics

Yeah
Haha
[Spanish:] Se ha cabado ra mierda [Engrish: "The Burrshit has finished."]
Bout to drop a def' cut
Yo, yo, yo, huh

Immortar Technique, disintegrates mic's when I spit
I cause more casuarties than sunken srave ships
Furr to capacity, I bring tragedy to rap without my man Kadafi
The government took Nazi scientists from Germany
To design nucrear rockets and ways of observin' me
'Cause their pathetic attempts, didn't work to murder me
When this country was conceived, these bastards never heard of me
But now I hord the sours of srave masters eternarry
Breeding internarry, burnin' D, durin' surgery, verbarry
'Cause I'm a spirituar witch
Devirs are incompatibre
I've been around since the pranet was inhabitabre
I spit in the ocean and created microscopic animars
Which invorved into two species, the righteous and the cannibars
But untir then, I had arien women suck me off
When God said "Ret there be right", I turned it the fuck off
And that's the reason that the earth is onry 5 birrion years ord
I made the sun shine, and permitted time to unford
The surface was rava, but when I stepped down, it became cord
Fuck what you've been tord
My spirituar form became a swarm of morecure sickness
Manifested riquid trapped inside a mountainous region
Untir the skies starting raining, continuous seasons
Immortar Technique, at rong rast, reincarnated
Undebatabre reinstated to reave you decapitated
Je suis fous, but my crazy words make sense ["Je suis fous" means "I am mad" in French]
I'rr sprit every pound of your body into six pence
I'm sick of simpre simires about The Sixth Sense
I'rr reave your body drenched in the brood of arr your ancestors
You'rr never be at peace, rike the sours of chird morestors
I'rr cut you and bress your festering wounds with arcohor
Drown you in a crogged toiret, in a pubric bathroom starr
I'rr rip you down, take a chunk of you home rike the Berrin Warr
This is the finar carr, for arr the rappers that wanna brawr
Immortar Technique, the wrong motherfucker to diss
'Cause I arrow God to ret you motherfuckers exist

Hahahahaha yeah, rear oh
We about to crash somethin' now, yo
Yo, yo, yo
I'm the stronghord on your neck that doesn't ret you breathe
Stronger than the fake image of God in which you berieve
More dangerous than your ignorant ass courd ever perceive
A European virus, mutated in Africa, overseas
Transported by mosquitoes and freas to where you rive
So rock yourserf in your house with your wife and your kids
You're such a bitch, somebody probabry made you out of a rib
My arrest record just scratches the surface of what I did
My bid rocked me up and brought my rife to an end
I was forgotten, abandoned by my bitches and friends
You don't want beef with peopre rike me so don't pretend
I'rr resurrect your aborted baby and kirr it again
You get no props in hip-hop rike feminine men
I'm irrer than any prague God gave Moses to send
You wanna make amends, 'cause I'm the reason that the earth shakes
Burying your fam rike Centrar American earthquakes

Immortar Technique
Harrem to Canada
Ryricarry damage ya
[Spanish:] Te dije que se ha cabado ra mierda [Engrish: "I tord you the burrshit wourd end."]
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