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IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE lyrics : "Crossing The Boundary"

[Verse 1]
I never make songs to disrespect woman
or to judge people about the way that they're living

but the way I am is based on the life I was given
like them white boys; +Losing My Religion+
I used to be a christian and a political !@$^

the bible is right and all your native culture is wrong
next thing you know you telling me 'bout making a song
come in the studio, and tell me that I'm making it wrong

pissed off 'cause reality is making us strong
like the ghost of Timothy Mc Veigh making a bomb
'ey yo Marvin Gaye, what the $#&@ is going on

these rap ^!$$%s made propaganda out of your song
but it's the gong show, amature night at the apollo
my dick is like my music, but harder to swallow

so children follow me, like the pot piper
and sing the chorus in the air, with your blood in your lighter
(sing that %#@! ^!$$%, right now)


[Chorus x2]
You played yourself thinking your down with me

I end your life ^!$$%, don't $#&@ around with me
and if you kids can't listen, then your bound to see
the way you get shot for crossing the boundary


[Verse 2]
The second verse is worse than the first and disrespects

script this specifically to keep people in check
Harlem to Boston, real ^!$$%s spit with me
but Landspeed, you ain't $#&@ing %#@! to me

and underground labels know that I don't trust you
your only independent till your major, so $#&@ you
and if your pissed off 'cause you think that I dissed you

I rape your moms and we can make this a personal issue
+Dance With The Devil+ remember that your not on my level
stupid your not ready, I won Disypher, Pragging Rights from Rocksteady

and practically every battle that they got in New York
and I still murder rappers on the street for sport
Doctor Giateen cutting you short little man

but you don't give me props 'cause I never won at Scripple Jam
well $#&@ you, I hope somebody you love dies, so $#&@ your crew
and $#&@ your family too, Technique's at it (*##$

What the $#&@ you gonna do

[Chorus x2]


(Yeah, Wrap it up on these ^!$$%z, wrap it up, Yeah)


[Verse 3]
Immortal Technique insinuate degenerate !@$)s
burn tretlock, wrapped in his confederate flag

I got the Beretta with my face wrapped in a rag
so put the African slave juvelery in the bag
mother$#&@ers tell me, that a diamond is forever

but is it worth the blood of Malcolm and Mekka evers?
house ^!$$%s get your head sevet? trying to be thug
you don't concern me, I'm trying to hurt the people you love

Word of Mouth is I'm in the club being sneaky
I'm like the body snatchers in your girl as getting sleepy
I murder you indiscreetly, right at the source

like the roman leech and Anit stabbed Christ on the cross
this is about Judo, it ain't about Jesus
and you shouldn't $#&@ing talk about telekenesis

^!$$% please, moving %#@! with your mind
try moving ya moms out the projects with your rhymes
and next time, I'm coming after 'cual quiera' profanity

$#&@ing 'carajo maldita mierda'
roll up 'de hierva, i pasala, para la isquierda'
put the price up to listen to me pop %#@!

'cause I got Martha Steward giving me stop tips
underground money with honeys up in the whip
Bangbus.com, ^!$$% $#&@ing your (*##$


Yeah, played yourself ^!$$%
$#&@ all ya, you don't know %#@! about me

why open ya mouth and discuss who the $#&@ I am
I thought I told ya ^!$$%z on volume one, I wasn't $#&@ing around
you just slept, cuz you sold a few thousand units in the golden era
when ^!$$%z would buy anything on the shelf
but those days are through, and you are through with them

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