Song | Industrial Revolution |
Artist | Immortal Technique |
Album | Revolutionary Vol. 1 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:07.66] | Yeah nigga, Immortal Technique, metaphysics |
[00:14.30] | |
[00:16.59] | The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done |
[00:19.13] | I leave ya full of clips/full eclipse like the moon blocking the sun |
[00:22.06] | my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch |
[00:24.73] | like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch |
[00:27.77] | and now these parasites want a percent of my ASCAP |
[00:30.68] | trying to control perspective like an acid flashback |
[00:33.48] | but here's a quotable for every single record exec |
[00:36.27] | get your fucking hands out my pocket nigga like Malcolm X |
[00:39.44] | but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie |
[00:41.97] | and I'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me |
[00:44.92] | curse to heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me |
[00:47.84] | Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams |
[00:50.64] | no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes |
[00:53.54] | I leave ya to your own destruction like sparking a fiend |
[00:56.33] | cuz you got jealousy in ya voice like star scream |
[00:59.36] | and that's the primary reason that I hate ya faggots |
[01:02.21] | I've been nice since niggaz got killed over 8-ball jackets |
[01:05.13] | and Reebok Pumps that didn’t do shit for the sneaker |
[01:08.20] | I'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker |
[01:10.79] | and murder counter revolutionaries personally |
[01:13.51] | break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury |
[01:16.67] | ANR's tribe jerking me thinking they call shots |
[01:19.47] | offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox |
[01:22.27] | you're all getting shot, you little fucking treacherous bitches |
[01:25.16] | |
[01:30.63] | This is the business, and ya'll ain't getting nothing for free |
[01:33.92] | and if you devils play broke, then I'm taking your company |
[01:36.52] | you can call it reparations or restitution |
[01:39.48] | lock and load nigga, industrial revolution |
[01:42.80] | |
[01:48.50] | I want fifty three million dollars for my calloused hands |
[01:51.45] | like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban |
[01:54.08] | and fuck packing grams nigga, learn to speak and behave |
[01:57.00] | you wanna spend twenty years as a government slave |
[01:59.77] | two million people in prison keep the government paid |
[02:02.60] | stuck in a six block eight cell alive in the grave |
[02:05.37] | |
[02:08.23] | deep in the club toast the truth, reach for the classes |
[02:11.18] | I burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards |
[02:14.18] | innocent deep in a casket, columbian fashion |
[02:17.00] | intoxicated of the flow like thugs passion |
[02:19.76] | you motherfuckers will never get me to stop blastin' |
[02:22.59] | your better off asking Ariel Sharon for compasion |
[02:25.63] | your better off banging for twenty points for a label |
[02:28.41] | your better off battling cancer under telephone cabels |
[02:31.24] | Technique chemically unstable, set to explode |
[02:34.28] | foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in codes |
[02:37.19] | so if your message ain't shit, fuck the records you sold |
[02:39.85] | cuz if you go platinum, it's got nothing to do with luck |
[02:42.92] | it just means that a million people are stupid as fuck |
[02:45.95] | stuck in the underground in general and rose to the limit |
[02:48.94] | without distribution managers, a deal, or a gimmick |
[02:51.63] | Revolutionary Volume 2, murder the critics |
[02:54.63] | and leave your fucking body rotten for the roaches and crickets |
[02:57.49] | |
[03:03.19] | This is the business, and ya'll ain't getting nothing for free |
[03:05.88] | and if you devils play broke, then I'm taking your company |
[03:08.75] | you can call it reparations or restitution |
[03:11.56] | lock and load nigga, industrial revolution |
[03:14.74] | |
[03:15.41] | End |
[03:16.07] | |
[03:22.02] |
[00:07.66] | Yeah nigga, Immortal Technique, metaphysics |
[00:14.30] | |
[00:16.59] | The blingbling era was cute but it' s about to be done |
[00:19.13] | I leave ya full of clips full eclipse like the moon blocking the sun |
[00:22.06] | my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch |
[00:24.73] | like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch |
[00:27.77] | and now these parasites want a percent of my ASCAP |
[00:30.68] | trying to control perspective like an acid flashback |
[00:33.48] | but here' s a quotable for every single record exec |
[00:36.27] | get your fucking hands out my pocket nigga like Malcolm X |
[00:39.44] | but this ain' t a movie, I' m not a fan or a groupie |
[00:41.97] | and I' m not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me |
[00:44.92] | curse to heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me |
[00:47.84] | Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams |
[00:50.64] | no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes |
[00:53.54] | I leave ya to your own destruction like sparking a fiend |
[00:56.33] | cuz you got jealousy in ya voice like star scream |
[00:59.36] | and that' s the primary reason that I hate ya faggots |
[01:02.21] | I' ve been nice since niggaz got killed over 8ball jackets |
[01:05.13] | and Reebok Pumps that didn' t do shit for the sneaker |
[01:08.20] | I' m a heatseaker with features that' ll reach through the speaker |
[01:10.79] | and murder counter revolutionaries personally |
[01:13.51] | break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury |
[01:16.67] | ANR' s tribe jerking me thinking they call shots |
[01:19.47] | offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox |
[01:22.27] | you' re all getting shot, you little fucking treacherous bitches |
[01:25.16] | |
[01:30.63] | This is the business, and ya' ll ain' t getting nothing for free |
[01:33.92] | and if you devils play broke, then I' m taking your company |
[01:36.52] | you can call it reparations or restitution |
[01:39.48] | lock and load nigga, industrial revolution |
[01:42.80] | |
[01:48.50] | I want fifty three million dollars for my calloused hands |
[01:51.45] | like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban |
[01:54.08] | and fuck packing grams nigga, learn to speak and behave |
[01:57.00] | you wanna spend twenty years as a government slave |
[01:59.77] | two million people in prison keep the government paid |
[02:02.60] | stuck in a six block eight cell alive in the grave |
[02:05.37] | |
[02:08.23] | deep in the club toast the truth, reach for the classes |
[02:11.18] | I burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards |
[02:14.18] | innocent deep in a casket, columbian fashion |
[02:17.00] | intoxicated of the flow like thugs passion |
[02:19.76] | you motherfuckers will never get me to stop blastin' |
[02:22.59] | your better off asking Ariel Sharon for compasion |
[02:25.63] | your better off banging for twenty points for a label |
[02:28.41] | your better off battling cancer under telephone cabels |
[02:31.24] | Technique chemically unstable, set to explode |
[02:34.28] | foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in codes |
[02:37.19] | so if your message ain' t shit, fuck the records you sold |
[02:39.85] | cuz if you go platinum, it' s got nothing to do with luck |
[02:42.92] | it just means that a million people are stupid as fuck |
[02:45.95] | stuck in the underground in general and rose to the limit |
[02:48.94] | without distribution managers, a deal, or a gimmick |
[02:51.63] | Revolutionary Volume 2, murder the critics |
[02:54.63] | and leave your fucking body rotten for the roaches and crickets |
[02:57.49] | |
[03:03.19] | This is the business, and ya' ll ain' t getting nothing for free |
[03:05.88] | and if you devils play broke, then I' m taking your company |
[03:08.75] | you can call it reparations or restitution |
[03:11.56] | lock and load nigga, industrial revolution |
[03:14.74] | |
[03:15.41] | End |
[03:16.07] | |
[03:22.02] |
[00:07.66] | Yeah nigga, Immortal Technique, metaphysics |
[00:14.30] | |
[00:16.59] | The blingbling era was cute but it' s about to be done |
[00:19.13] | I leave ya full of clips full eclipse like the moon blocking the sun |
[00:22.06] | my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch |
[00:24.73] | like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch |
[00:27.77] | and now these parasites want a percent of my ASCAP |
[00:30.68] | trying to control perspective like an acid flashback |
[00:33.48] | but here' s a quotable for every single record exec |
[00:36.27] | get your fucking hands out my pocket nigga like Malcolm X |
[00:39.44] | but this ain' t a movie, I' m not a fan or a groupie |
[00:41.97] | and I' m not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me |
[00:44.92] | curse to heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me |
[00:47.84] | Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams |
[00:50.64] | no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes |
[00:53.54] | I leave ya to your own destruction like sparking a fiend |
[00:56.33] | cuz you got jealousy in ya voice like star scream |
[00:59.36] | and that' s the primary reason that I hate ya faggots |
[01:02.21] | I' ve been nice since niggaz got killed over 8ball jackets |
[01:05.13] | and Reebok Pumps that didn' t do shit for the sneaker |
[01:08.20] | I' m a heatseaker with features that' ll reach through the speaker |
[01:10.79] | and murder counter revolutionaries personally |
[01:13.51] | break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury |
[01:16.67] | ANR' s tribe jerking me thinking they call shots |
[01:19.47] | offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox |
[01:22.27] | you' re all getting shot, you little fucking treacherous bitches |
[01:25.16] | |
[01:30.63] | This is the business, and ya' ll ain' t getting nothing for free |
[01:33.92] | and if you devils play broke, then I' m taking your company |
[01:36.52] | you can call it reparations or restitution |
[01:39.48] | lock and load nigga, industrial revolution |
[01:42.80] | |
[01:48.50] | I want fifty three million dollars for my calloused hands |
[01:51.45] | like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban |
[01:54.08] | and fuck packing grams nigga, learn to speak and behave |
[01:57.00] | you wanna spend twenty years as a government slave |
[01:59.77] | two million people in prison keep the government paid |
[02:02.60] | stuck in a six block eight cell alive in the grave |
[02:05.37] | |
[02:08.23] | deep in the club toast the truth, reach for the classes |
[02:11.18] | I burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards |
[02:14.18] | innocent deep in a casket, columbian fashion |
[02:17.00] | intoxicated of the flow like thugs passion |
[02:19.76] | you motherfuckers will never get me to stop blastin' |
[02:22.59] | your better off asking Ariel Sharon for compasion |
[02:25.63] | your better off banging for twenty points for a label |
[02:28.41] | your better off battling cancer under telephone cabels |
[02:31.24] | Technique chemically unstable, set to explode |
[02:34.28] | foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in codes |
[02:37.19] | so if your message ain' t shit, fuck the records you sold |
[02:39.85] | cuz if you go platinum, it' s got nothing to do with luck |
[02:42.92] | it just means that a million people are stupid as fuck |
[02:45.95] | stuck in the underground in general and rose to the limit |
[02:48.94] | without distribution managers, a deal, or a gimmick |
[02:51.63] | Revolutionary Volume 2, murder the critics |
[02:54.63] | and leave your fucking body rotten for the roaches and crickets |
[02:57.49] | |
[03:03.19] | This is the business, and ya' ll ain' t getting nothing for free |
[03:05.88] | and if you devils play broke, then I' m taking your company |
[03:08.75] | you can call it reparations or restitution |
[03:11.56] | lock and load nigga, industrial revolution |
[03:14.74] | |
[03:15.41] | End |
[03:16.07] | |
[03:22.02] |