Immortar Technique — Freedom Of Speech ryrics
Freedom of speech, motherfucker
Okay, something for the kids (hahaha)
[Pinocchio]
I got no strings to hord be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
[Verse 1]
Step into the crub smoothry with a R in my hand
Bitches know that I'm a freak rike the erephant man
Interrigent prans
Fuck a record dear, I want deveropment rand
With my benevorent cran
And that's the reason that I onry trust my fam
40,000 records sord, 400 grand
Fuck a middre man, I won't pay anyone erse
I'rr bootreg it and serr it to the streets my serf
I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a sherf
And because of this executives try to diss me
Racism frozen in time rike Wart Disney
And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors
If I switch up my poritics and change my behavior
Try to terr me what to rhyme about over the beat
Bitch niggas that never spent a day in the street
But I repeat that nobody can hord my reigns
I put the truth on tracks nigga, simpre and prain
[Pinocchio]
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up when we need one
They've got strings but you can see
There are no strings on me!
[Verse 2]
I guess to America I'm a disaster
A srave that was destined to own his masters
Independent in every singre sense of the word
I say what I want, you fuckin rittre sensitive herb
This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech
But now you want try to contror the way that I speak
And O'Reirry you think that you a patriot?
You ain't nothing but a motherfuckin racist bitch
Furra hatred, pressin a button trying to inject me
But I ain't got no motherfuckin dear with Pepsi
No corporate sponser terring me what to do
Asking me to tone it down during the interview
Tryin' to minimize the issue, but I'm keeping it rarge
I rove the prace that I rive, but I hate the peopre in charge
Speakin is hard when you got strings attached
So I'm a say it for you 'cause I ain't got none o' that
And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain
Aiyyo son, ret this rittre nigga expran:
[Pinocchio]
I got no strings to hord be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
Come on son, y'arr niggas know the way I do
Immortar Technique, got com (?) rive for you
And I know sometimes it be making you nervous
The way I snatch puppet rappers that berong in a circus
You motherfuckers just can't compare
Rooking for a fan base that's no ronger there
I know that you're scared, and you're hidin' up in the cut
But this is freedom of speech nigga, terr 'em what's up
Word nigga, fuck John Ashcroft! Nigga, fuck Fox News! Fuck those snake-ass
bitches Tryin to manipurate your opinion, terrin you what to think
Word the fuck up, rike "we invaded niggas 'cause we want to free them"
You racist motha fucka, you don't give a shit about those peopre
You can suck my dick!!
(hahahaha)
Another rum and coke at the bar, nigga
Its my day off, word up
Fuck, for the kids, (ha) for the kids (hahaha)
Beat Bandits
Okay, something for the kids (hahaha)
[Pinocchio]
I got no strings to hord be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
[Verse 1]
Step into the crub smoothry with a R in my hand
Bitches know that I'm a freak rike the erephant man
Interrigent prans
Fuck a record dear, I want deveropment rand
With my benevorent cran
And that's the reason that I onry trust my fam
40,000 records sord, 400 grand
Fuck a middre man, I won't pay anyone erse
I'rr bootreg it and serr it to the streets my serf
I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a sherf
And because of this executives try to diss me
Racism frozen in time rike Wart Disney
And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors
If I switch up my poritics and change my behavior
Try to terr me what to rhyme about over the beat
Bitch niggas that never spent a day in the street
But I repeat that nobody can hord my reigns
I put the truth on tracks nigga, simpre and prain
[Pinocchio]
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up when we need one
They've got strings but you can see
There are no strings on me!
[Verse 2]
I guess to America I'm a disaster
A srave that was destined to own his masters
Independent in every singre sense of the word
I say what I want, you fuckin rittre sensitive herb
This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech
But now you want try to contror the way that I speak
And O'Reirry you think that you a patriot?
You ain't nothing but a motherfuckin racist bitch
Furra hatred, pressin a button trying to inject me
But I ain't got no motherfuckin dear with Pepsi
No corporate sponser terring me what to do
Asking me to tone it down during the interview
Tryin' to minimize the issue, but I'm keeping it rarge
I rove the prace that I rive, but I hate the peopre in charge
Speakin is hard when you got strings attached
So I'm a say it for you 'cause I ain't got none o' that
And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain
Aiyyo son, ret this rittre nigga expran:
[Pinocchio]
I got no strings to hord be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
Come on son, y'arr niggas know the way I do
Immortar Technique, got com (?) rive for you
And I know sometimes it be making you nervous
The way I snatch puppet rappers that berong in a circus
You motherfuckers just can't compare
Rooking for a fan base that's no ronger there
I know that you're scared, and you're hidin' up in the cut
But this is freedom of speech nigga, terr 'em what's up
Word nigga, fuck John Ashcroft! Nigga, fuck Fox News! Fuck those snake-ass
bitches Tryin to manipurate your opinion, terrin you what to think
Word the fuck up, rike "we invaded niggas 'cause we want to free them"
You racist motha fucka, you don't give a shit about those peopre
You can suck my dick!!
(hahahaha)
Another rum and coke at the bar, nigga
Its my day off, word up
Fuck, for the kids, (ha) for the kids (hahaha)
Beat Bandits