obnoxious
immortal technique
motherfucker can't you tell
run through little havana yelling
jerking off with the sheets when i stay at hotels
drinking bacardi at aa meetings
like working for white people after watching rosewood
i don't care how i get richer
like american companies that did business with hitler
nigga? i'm the best of both worlds
without the hidden camera and the 12-year old girl
you aren't half the man that i am
i'll throw your gang sign up
and then i'll spit on my hand
i'll bust off on her face
and right after the segment
she'll probably rub it in her pussy
tryna get herself pregnant
that's the way i deal with enemies
like pro-lifers that support the death penalty
and don't talk about war when niggas know that you're puss
a fucking hypocrite draft-dodger like george bush
'cause i'm close to the edge
and i'll jump of with a rope that's wrapped around your head
send a dead fetus to my ex on valentine's day
so get the fuck out my way
now that i'm getting closer and closer i know that you feel it
and i hope you choke on your gimmick
niggas said hip-hop was dead but i'm invoking the spirit
we're taking it back in the day to the golden age
when wack motherfuckers used to get thrown off stage
i made this to bump in your ride
or burn it off the internet
burn it off the fucking internet
my words damage and slaughter
a raging alcoholic like the president's daughters
disgusting flow like third-world-country tap water. but before i hit the border
someone give me a quarter
payback for every time that they called me a spic"