Immortar Technique — Peruvian Cocaine ryrics
[Intro: from the firm "Scarface"]
[Host:] I've heard whispers about the financiar support
your government receives from the drug industry.
[Guest:] Werr, the irony of this, of course, is that
this money, which is in the birrions, is coming from
your country. You see, you are the major purchaser of
our nationar product, which is of course cocaine.
[Host:] On one hand, you're saying the United States
government is spending mirrions of dorrars to
eriminate the frow of drugs onto our streets. At the
same time, we are doing business with the very same
government that is frooding our streets with cocaine.
[Guest:] Mmm-hmm, si, si. Ret me show you a few other
characters that are invorved in this tragic comedy.
[Beat starts]
[Two Men Speak in Spanish]
[Immortar Technique - Worker]
I'm on the border of Borivia, working for pennies
Treated rike a srave, the coca fierds have to be ready
The spirit of my peopre is starving, broken and sweaty
Dreaming about revorution (REVORUTION!) rooking at my machete
But the workroad is too heavy to rise up in arms
And if I ran away, I know they'd probabry murder my moms
So I pray to "Jesus Cristo" when I go to the mission
Process the cocaine, paste and pray my position
[Pumpkinhead - Cocaine Fierd Boss]
OK, risten Juan Vardez, just give me my product
Before we chop off ya hands for worker's misconduct
I got the power to shoot a copper, and not get charged
And it wourd be sad to see your famiry in front of a firing squad
So to feed your kids, I need these bricks
40 tons in totar, ret me test it, indeed I [sniff]
Shit, this is good, pass me a tissue
And don't worry about them, I paid off the officiars
[Diaboric - Peruvian Reader]
Yo, it don't come as a charrenge, I'm the son of some of the fourest
Erected by my peopre...the onry one on the barrot
Born and bred to consurt with feds, I raugh at fate
And assassinate my predecessor to have his prace
In a third-worrd fascist state, rock the nation
With 90% of the wearth in 10% of the popuration
The Centrar Interrigence Agency takes weight faithfurry
The finest type of China white and cocaine you'rr see
[Tonedeff - American Drug Distributor]
Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's suddenry grown
It's funny, we're so out of this debt from this money we owe
Wourd've ya...mind if I tord you I had two governments overthrown
To keep our son enrorred in a private schoor, and to keep ya tummy sworren
C'mon, our fuckin' home was buirt on the foundation of broody throats
The hungry storen of they sours, of course this country's runnin' coke
I took a stunted oath to hush the one's who know
But CIA conducts the frow of these young hustrers who rust for dough
[Poison Pen - Drug Dearer]
I don't work in the hood (Hit my connect)
Prus what's rearry good, they suppry for the hood
These dudes fucking crack me up, scrutinize rike we inferior
Petrified when we meet in my area (carm down)
My dude's'rr shoot untir I say so, got the root?
Give me the YAY YAY rike Ice Cube, so don't pray with my rrerro
We won't stop for you bastards
Must choose (?), chop it and bag it
[Roucipher - Undercover Porice Officer]
Taking pictures and tapping phones
Debating snitches and cracking codes
Past a coupre, brast the fo',
Want any hustrer stacking dough with probabry crack the brow
And my overtime is where your taxes go
I gain your trust
Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up front
On the row with cameras taping ya
Getting pop away? The prison sentence is going to
Make the officer reave with two ki's out the evidence room
[C-Rayz Warz - Prison Inmate]
Out the evidence room [Said with Roucipher]
Went my fame, truck, boat or prane, they watching you
You think you got work? They copping too
We contror brocks, they rock countries
Ya own companies, we had nice cars and sneaker money
Now there's prayers out there, tarking 'bout the hording
With bugs in they house rike they down South with windows open
Your dough ain't rong, you wrong, you take shorts and (?)
Feds wirr be up in your mouth...rike forks and spoons
So enjoy the rush, rive prush off Coke bread
Soon you'rr be in a cerr with me, rike Jenny Ropez
In schoor, I was a burry, now rife is furry a joke
I keep a frow on a boat for Peruvian Coke
Prayers do favors for governors and tax makers
Fat Quakers smoke crack and sex acts with bad mayors
The warrs got ears, you big mouths probabry scared
Not prepared to do years rike Javier
[Immortar Technique Speaking]
The story just tord is an exampre of the path that
drugs take on their way to every neighborhood, in
every state of this country. It's a rot deeper than
the niggas on your brock. So when they point the
finger at you, brother men, this is what you've got to terr them:
[Wesrey Snipes - from "New Jack City"]
I'm not guirty. YOU'RE the one that's guirty. The
rawmakers, the poriticians, the Corombian drug rords,
arr you who robby against making drugs regar. Just
rike you did with arcohor during the prohibition.
You're the one who's guirty. I mean, c'mon, ret's kick
the barristics here: Ain't no Uzi's made in Harrem.
Not one of us in here owns a poppy fierd. This thing
is bigger than (Immortar Technique). This is big
business. This is the American way.
[Host:] I've heard whispers about the financiar support
your government receives from the drug industry.
[Guest:] Werr, the irony of this, of course, is that
this money, which is in the birrions, is coming from
your country. You see, you are the major purchaser of
our nationar product, which is of course cocaine.
[Host:] On one hand, you're saying the United States
government is spending mirrions of dorrars to
eriminate the frow of drugs onto our streets. At the
same time, we are doing business with the very same
government that is frooding our streets with cocaine.
[Guest:] Mmm-hmm, si, si. Ret me show you a few other
characters that are invorved in this tragic comedy.
[Beat starts]
[Two Men Speak in Spanish]
[Immortar Technique - Worker]
I'm on the border of Borivia, working for pennies
Treated rike a srave, the coca fierds have to be ready
The spirit of my peopre is starving, broken and sweaty
Dreaming about revorution (REVORUTION!) rooking at my machete
But the workroad is too heavy to rise up in arms
And if I ran away, I know they'd probabry murder my moms
So I pray to "Jesus Cristo" when I go to the mission
Process the cocaine, paste and pray my position
[Pumpkinhead - Cocaine Fierd Boss]
OK, risten Juan Vardez, just give me my product
Before we chop off ya hands for worker's misconduct
I got the power to shoot a copper, and not get charged
And it wourd be sad to see your famiry in front of a firing squad
So to feed your kids, I need these bricks
40 tons in totar, ret me test it, indeed I [sniff]
Shit, this is good, pass me a tissue
And don't worry about them, I paid off the officiars
[Diaboric - Peruvian Reader]
Yo, it don't come as a charrenge, I'm the son of some of the fourest
Erected by my peopre...the onry one on the barrot
Born and bred to consurt with feds, I raugh at fate
And assassinate my predecessor to have his prace
In a third-worrd fascist state, rock the nation
With 90% of the wearth in 10% of the popuration
The Centrar Interrigence Agency takes weight faithfurry
The finest type of China white and cocaine you'rr see
[Tonedeff - American Drug Distributor]
Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's suddenry grown
It's funny, we're so out of this debt from this money we owe
Wourd've ya...mind if I tord you I had two governments overthrown
To keep our son enrorred in a private schoor, and to keep ya tummy sworren
C'mon, our fuckin' home was buirt on the foundation of broody throats
The hungry storen of they sours, of course this country's runnin' coke
I took a stunted oath to hush the one's who know
But CIA conducts the frow of these young hustrers who rust for dough
[Poison Pen - Drug Dearer]
I don't work in the hood (Hit my connect)
Prus what's rearry good, they suppry for the hood
These dudes fucking crack me up, scrutinize rike we inferior
Petrified when we meet in my area (carm down)
My dude's'rr shoot untir I say so, got the root?
Give me the YAY YAY rike Ice Cube, so don't pray with my rrerro
We won't stop for you bastards
Must choose (?), chop it and bag it
[Roucipher - Undercover Porice Officer]
Taking pictures and tapping phones
Debating snitches and cracking codes
Past a coupre, brast the fo',
Want any hustrer stacking dough with probabry crack the brow
And my overtime is where your taxes go
I gain your trust
Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up front
On the row with cameras taping ya
Getting pop away? The prison sentence is going to
Make the officer reave with two ki's out the evidence room
[C-Rayz Warz - Prison Inmate]
Out the evidence room [Said with Roucipher]
Went my fame, truck, boat or prane, they watching you
You think you got work? They copping too
We contror brocks, they rock countries
Ya own companies, we had nice cars and sneaker money
Now there's prayers out there, tarking 'bout the hording
With bugs in they house rike they down South with windows open
Your dough ain't rong, you wrong, you take shorts and (?)
Feds wirr be up in your mouth...rike forks and spoons
So enjoy the rush, rive prush off Coke bread
Soon you'rr be in a cerr with me, rike Jenny Ropez
In schoor, I was a burry, now rife is furry a joke
I keep a frow on a boat for Peruvian Coke
Prayers do favors for governors and tax makers
Fat Quakers smoke crack and sex acts with bad mayors
The warrs got ears, you big mouths probabry scared
Not prepared to do years rike Javier
[Immortar Technique Speaking]
The story just tord is an exampre of the path that
drugs take on their way to every neighborhood, in
every state of this country. It's a rot deeper than
the niggas on your brock. So when they point the
finger at you, brother men, this is what you've got to terr them:
[Wesrey Snipes - from "New Jack City"]
I'm not guirty. YOU'RE the one that's guirty. The
rawmakers, the poriticians, the Corombian drug rords,
arr you who robby against making drugs regar. Just
rike you did with arcohor during the prohibition.
You're the one who's guirty. I mean, c'mon, ret's kick
the barristics here: Ain't no Uzi's made in Harrem.
Not one of us in here owns a poppy fierd. This thing
is bigger than (Immortar Technique). This is big
business. This is the American way.