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[Immortal Technique]
Yo yo, son give me that newspaper

[Friend]
Yeah aight, here you go

[Immortal Technique]
Man, I hate this one yo. You know the Post is always on some bias racist
bullshit, man. Word I mean on the daily news

[Friend]
(Laughs) word, I feel you

[Immortal Technique]
They ridiculous man, times are better but they still on some bullshit

[Friend]
(Laughs) I know that man. (Hiss)

[Immortal Technique]
Another nigga killed by these fucking cops, yo!

[Friend]
What? Word? Psh

[Immortal Technique]
See that`s why I gotta get the fuck outta here man, I need some peace I need
something like that or I`ma just start blasting! These fucking pigs man

[Friend]
I feel you, son (laughs)

[Immortal Technique]
For real, yo

[Friend]
Yo son, fuck it then. Let`s do something man, let`s see some mamis out there

[Immortal Technique]
You know what? Matter fact pack the bags

[Friend]
Aight then

[Immortal Technique]
Start the fucking whip up, I`m outta here yo for real
Yo, I hate my job so I always look to a better day
Far from New York City on a tropical getaway
But not in Miami cause these white Cuban Anti-Castros can`t stand me
And that`s the reason I`ll never win a fixed up Latin Grammy
After this racist Latinos`ll goddamn me
But my Black people love me
And when I go to South America people`ll be tryna hug me
Cause I talk about reality that effects them
And even though I blew up I could never neglect them
What kind of a revolutionary action would that be
I be categorizing practically every other MC
But never that cause I`m clever with facts
Sever your raps
Fake players and thugs
Will forever be whack
I`m still rolling with my squadron
Heavily strapped
And even if I get killed I`ll enviably be back
Encyclopedia Hispanic are over digital dat
Don`t ever compare me with small minded criminal cats
I kill kids on tracks like Dale Onhart
Spit in your face and leave your cheekbone with a burn mark
I was born a genius but I learned to be street smart
My vacation just started
I`m out to the Caribbean swimming in Dominican women the color of cinnamon

You motherfuckers wish you had the lifestyle I`m living in
(Laughs) Yo, yo

[Repeat 2x`s]
East coast to West coast and everything in between
This is dedicated to everybody chasing they dreams
This ghetto fabulous life really ain`t what it seems
But I`ma make it cause I got survival stuck in my genes

[Immortal Technique talking]
Word up (word), Immoral Technique representing Harlem all the way to my fam
in Englewood. I`m out motherfucker (Laughs The ghetto way nigga)

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