《Monologue: Ike’s Rap I》歌词

[00:00:07] yeah nigga, immortal technique, metaphysics

[00:00:16] the bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done

[00:00:19] i leave ya full of clips/full eclipse like the moon blocking the sun

[00:00:22] my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch

[00:00:24] like an escape tunnel in prison i started from scratch

[00:00:27] and now these parasites want a percent of my ascap

[00:00:30] trying to control perspective like an acid flashback

[00:00:33] but here's a quotable for every single record exec

[00:00:36] get your f**king hands out my pocket n***a like malcolm x

[00:00:39] but this ain't a movie, i'm not a fan or a groupie

[00:00:41] and i'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me

[00:00:44] curse to heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me

[00:00:47] immortal technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams

[00:00:50] no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes

[00:00:53] i leave ya to your own destruction like sparking a fiend

[00:00:56] cuz you got jealousy in ya voice like star scream

[00:00:59] and that's the primary reason that i hate ya faggots

[00:01:02] i've been nice since niggaz got killed over 8-ball jackets

[00:01:05] and reebok pumps that didn’t do s**t for the sneaker

[00:01:08] i'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker

[00:01:10] and murder counter revolutionaries personally

[00:01:13] break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury

[00:01:16] anr's tribe jerking me thinking they call shots

[00:01:19] offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox

[00:01:22] you're all getting shot, you little f**king treacherous bitches

[00:01:30] this is the business, and ya'll ain't getting nothing for free

[00:01:33] and if you devils play broke, then i'm taking your company

[00:01:36] you can call it reparations or restitution

[00:01:39] lock and load nigga, industrial revolution

[00:01:48] i want fifty three million dollars for my calloused hands

[00:01:51] like the bush administration gave to the taliban

[00:01:54] and f**k packing grams nigga, learn to speak and behave

[00:01:57] you wanna spend twenty years as a government slave

[00:01:59] two million people in prison keep the government paid

[00:02:02] stuck in a six block eight cell alive in the grave

[00:02:08] deep in the club toast the truth, reach for the classes

[00:02:11] i burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards

[00:02:14] innocent deep in a casket, columbian fashion

[00:02:17] intoxicated of the flow like thugs passion

[00:02:19] you motherf**kers will never get me to stop blastin'

[00:02:22] your better off asking ariel sharon for compasion

[00:02:25] your better off banging for twenty points for a label

[00:02:28] your better off battling cancer under telephone cabels

[00:02:31] technique chemically unstable, set to explode

[00:02:34] foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in codes

[00:02:37] so if your message ain't shit, f**k the records you sold

[00:02:39] cuz if you go platinum, it's got nothing to do with luck

[00:02:42] it just means that a million people are stupid as f**k

[00:02:45] stuck in the underground in general and rose to the limit

[00:02:48] without distribution managers, a deal, or a gimmick

[00:02:51] revolutionary volume 2, murder the critics

[00:02:54] and leave your f**king body rotten for the roaches and crickets

[00:03:03] this is the business, and ya'll ain't getting nothing for free

[00:03:05] and if you devils play broke, then i'm taking your company

[00:03:08] you can call it reparations or restitution

[00:03:11] lock and load nigga, industrial revolution

[00:03:15] end