[Verse 1: immortal technique]
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Back like I was locked up, putting in work
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Burning through books like nazi's in a catholic church
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I'm cursed like cain when he murdered his brother
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Cut your face off and wear it while I'm fucking your mother
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I'm mars ultor, the avenger, the god of war
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And if you don't believe in me, I doubt you believe in god at all
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I breathe smokeless fire, the gin type
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That'll make you hate the way that allah made you to live life
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Like hindu, niggers, who be bleaching their skin white
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Other people's teeth in my hands after a fist fight
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I was born with a sixth sense and a swift right
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Skin wear wolves will rape demons at midnight
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Sell your kids into slavery after we murder you
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Or sacrifice them in the same fire we burnin' you
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Barbarian funeral, nigger, you wanna know?
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Damn the river, bury me, and let the water flow
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[Verse 2: styles p]
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Cut the nose off, the ears off, the whole head
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Immortal and ghost coming, code red
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You never seen a black barbarian
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Warrior, warlord, pussy, cut your balls off
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More bodies come, more bodies hauled off
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What you want the sword and get shit sawed off
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You don't need an axe in it
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And I'm breaking your back because your spine needed a crack in it
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You bugging me, I'm coming to fumigate
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The wolverine, the sabre tooth, the way that I mutilate
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I'm like the viking
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Except I got black skin and both of my eyes in
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Don't test him, please don't stress him
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He'll hang you from a tree with your own intestines
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How'd you wanna die? make your own suggestion
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Now talk to the lord and make your own confession
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[Verse 3: vinnie paz]
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You pussies living in a movie theatre
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Put the motherfucking spell on you like
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Chop his motherfucking head like a ruthless leader
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Guns drawn in a church service, shoot the preacher
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We need to be godly to know allah
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Ain't no rappers eating around me, like a broken jaw
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It ain't ever been a day that I ain't broke the law
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What you think I hold a motherfucking toaster for?
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I ain't going there, there's police in that room
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And vinnie walk around with bags of dust like a vacuum
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Bury you under the earth inside a black tomb
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My body covered in dadhichi and stab wounds
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I'm a guerilla, barbarians is my ancestors
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That's a part of my neurological transmitters
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We islamic and brought the story of with us
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While we brought the motherfucking blam blam with us
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Black Vikings
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| Immortal Technique |
