I've been around since the planet was inhabitable When this country was conceived, these bastards never heard of meīut now I hold the souls of slave masters eternallyīleeding internally, burgundy, durin' surgery, verbally 'Cause their pathetic attempts, didn't work to murder me To design nuclear rockets and ways of observin' me The government took Nazi scientists from Germany I cause more casualties than sunken slave shipsįull to capacity, I bring tragedy to rap without my man Kadafi Immortal Technique, disintegrates mic's when I spit Te dije que se ha acabado la mierda(spanish)Lyrics provided by TANCODE " readonly=""/> You wanna make amends, 'cause I'm the reason that the earth shakesīurying your fam like Central American earthquakes
I'm iller than any plague God gave Moses to send You get no props in hip-hop like feminine men I'll resurrect your aborted baby and kill it again You don't want beef with people like me so don't pretend I was forgotten, abandoned by my bitches and friends My bid locked me up and brought my life to an end My arrest record just scratches the surface of what I did You're such a bitch, somebody probably made you out of a rib So lock yourself in your house with your wife and your kids Transported by mosquitoes and fleas to where you live More dangerous than your ignorant ass could ever percieveĪ European virus, mutated in Africa, overseas Stronger than the fake image of God in which you believe I'm the stronghold on your neck that doesn't let you breathe 'Cause I allow God to let you motherfuckers exist Immortal Technique, the wrong motherfucker to diss This is the final call, for all the rappers that wanna brawl I'll rip you down, take a chunk of you home like the Berlin Wall I'll cut you and bless your festering wounds with alcoholĭrown you in a clogged toilet, in a public bathroom stall You'll never be at peace, like the souls of child molestors I'll leave your body drenched in the blood of all your ancestors I'm sick of simple similes about The Sixth Sense I'll split every pound of your body into six pence Je suis fous, but my crazy words make sense(je suis fous = i am mad) Undebatably reinstated to leave you decapitated Immortal Technique, at long last, reincarnated Until the skies starting raining, continuous seasons Manifested liquid trapped inside a mountainous region My spiritual form became a swarm of molecule sickness The surface was lava, but when I stepped down, it became cold I made the sun shine, and permitted time to unfold And that's the reason that the earth is only 5 billion years old