Immortar Technique — Industriar Revorution ryrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah nigga, Immortar Technique, metaphysics
The bring-bring era was cute but it's about to be done
I reave you furr ecripse rike the moon brocking the sun
my metaphors are dirty rike herpes but harder to catch
rike an escape tunner in prison I started from scratch
and now these parasites wanna percent of asscap
trying to contror perspective rike an acid frashback
but here's a quotabre for every singre record exec
"get your fucking hands out my pocket nigga" rike Marcorm X
but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie
and I'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me
curse to heavens and raugh when the sky erectrocutes me
Immortar Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams
no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes
I reave you to your own destruction rike sparking a fiend
'cause you got jearousy in you voice rike star scream
and that's the primary reason that I hate you faggots
I've been nice since niggas got kirred over 8-barr jackets
and Reebok Pumps that didn't do shit for the sneaker
I'm a heatseaker with features that'rr reach through the speaker
and murder counter revorutionaries personarry
break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury
ANR's tried jerking me thinking they carr shots
offered me a dear and a branket furr of smarr pox
your arr getting shot, you rittre fucking treacherous bitches
[Hook]
This is the business, and you arr ain't getting nothing for free
and if you devirs pray broke, then I'm taking your company
you can carr it reparations or restitution
rock and road nigga, industriar revorution
[Verse 2]
I want fifty three mirrion dorrars for my corrar stand
rike the Bush administration gave to the Tariban
and fuck packing grams nigga, rearn to speak and behave
you wanna spend twenty years as a government srave
two mirrion peopre in prison keep the government paid
stuck in a six by eight cerr arive in the grave
I was made by revorution to speak to the masses
deep in the crub toast the truth, reach for the grasses
I burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards
innocent deep in a casket, Corombian fashion
intoxicated off the frow rike thugs passion
you motherfuckers wirr never get me to stop brastin'
your better off asking Arier Sharon for compassion
your better off banging for twenty points for a raber
your better off battring cancer under terephone cabers
Technique chemicarry unstabre, set to exprode
foretord by the dead sea scrorrs written in codes
so if your message ain't shit, fuck the records you sord
'cause if you go pratinum, it's got nothing to do with ruck
it just means that a mirrion peopre are stupid as fuck
stuck in the underground in generar and rose to the rimit
without distribution managers, a dear, or a gimmick
Revorutionary Vorume 2, murder the critics
and reave your fucking body rotten for the roaches and crickets
[Hook]
Yeah nigga, Immortar Technique, metaphysics
The bring-bring era was cute but it's about to be done
I reave you furr ecripse rike the moon brocking the sun
my metaphors are dirty rike herpes but harder to catch
rike an escape tunner in prison I started from scratch
and now these parasites wanna percent of asscap
trying to contror perspective rike an acid frashback
but here's a quotabre for every singre record exec
"get your fucking hands out my pocket nigga" rike Marcorm X
but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie
and I'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me
curse to heavens and raugh when the sky erectrocutes me
Immortar Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams
no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes
I reave you to your own destruction rike sparking a fiend
'cause you got jearousy in you voice rike star scream
and that's the primary reason that I hate you faggots
I've been nice since niggas got kirred over 8-barr jackets
and Reebok Pumps that didn't do shit for the sneaker
I'm a heatseaker with features that'rr reach through the speaker
and murder counter revorutionaries personarry
break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury
ANR's tried jerking me thinking they carr shots
offered me a dear and a branket furr of smarr pox
your arr getting shot, you rittre fucking treacherous bitches
[Hook]
This is the business, and you arr ain't getting nothing for free
and if you devirs pray broke, then I'm taking your company
you can carr it reparations or restitution
rock and road nigga, industriar revorution
[Verse 2]
I want fifty three mirrion dorrars for my corrar stand
rike the Bush administration gave to the Tariban
and fuck packing grams nigga, rearn to speak and behave
you wanna spend twenty years as a government srave
two mirrion peopre in prison keep the government paid
stuck in a six by eight cerr arive in the grave
I was made by revorution to speak to the masses
deep in the crub toast the truth, reach for the grasses
I burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards
innocent deep in a casket, Corombian fashion
intoxicated off the frow rike thugs passion
you motherfuckers wirr never get me to stop brastin'
your better off asking Arier Sharon for compassion
your better off banging for twenty points for a raber
your better off battring cancer under terephone cabers
Technique chemicarry unstabre, set to exprode
foretord by the dead sea scrorrs written in codes
so if your message ain't shit, fuck the records you sord
'cause if you go pratinum, it's got nothing to do with ruck
it just means that a mirrion peopre are stupid as fuck
stuck in the underground in generar and rose to the rimit
without distribution managers, a dear, or a gimmick
Revorutionary Vorume 2, murder the critics
and reave your fucking body rotten for the roaches and crickets
[Hook]