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IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE lyrics : "The Prophecy"

So you're the mother$#[email protected] they call....Immortal Technique.
What the $#[email protected] make you so special ^!$$%?
Huh... what the $#[email protected] do you do?

I calculate planet alignment like Mayan astronomy
Discovering atrocities worst than Aristotle

Subjecting children to sodomy
Your theory of the galaxy is primitive like Ptolemy
The truth about the universe stuck up like Aztec pottery

Unpredictable results like experimental psychology
I stomp the streets with emcee's beneath my feet in colonies
But presentation and spirit revolve around autonomy

Searching for monogamy
And cutting fake (*##$es out of my mind like a lobotomy
So obviously I'm not gonna be here to play games

Walked the top of the world and leave the arctic circle in flames
Battle the beast and false prophet predicted in the King James
I give a $#[email protected] about your emcee name I don't admire you

Only by dental records will you be identifiable
Cause the future is not reliable
Remember when rap was not economically viable

Comparable to what mother$#[email protected] think of me
I might be nobody but wait till I'm together like a symphony
Resounding sound that will continue infinitely

Angel of death punishing all those who live in infamy
And shine so far away from you
You'll never get a glimpse of me

Attempts to extinguish me don't even bother me none
Like [email protected]$!ed kids throwing ice cubes at the sun
A victory against Immortal Technique will never be done

Just degrees of losing it every second your adding one
Some ^!$$%s dream of pushing kilos but I drop tons
With more facts and formulas and philosophical logic

Then a [email protected]&(t full of scientists puffing on chronic
Dipped in mycin potassium cyanide and liquid bubonic
And use it as a sonic one to find the spawn of the demonic

Screaming like onyx is of absolutely no consequence
The poison is dense enough to clog up your arteries
Mercy is not a part of me

I cause you bodily injury permanently be simply verbally murdering me
Is inconceivable cause of the unbelievable evil injected inside
The blood stream of my people

And redemption is not located under a church steeple
The feeble and the meek in soul just like the technique
Will inherit the earth, But the earth will be weak

Mother earth in her decrepit terminal illness physique
The year three thousand is bleak no happily ever after
Just death following the forth right disaster, a legacy of [email protected]$(s

With plastic explosives your futures been eroded
Cause you forgot that when your free it's multiplied indefinitely
By the struggle that be the struggle I see

To socialistically united the third world countries
Expose hypocrisy in Americas democracy
Sloppily obsessed with stopping me cause I speak prophecy

Trample and dismantle your capitalist philosophy
The same way I stomp the conquering rap monopoly
And I'm not a $#[email protected] prophet

But that's the $#[email protected] prophecy

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