March

歌詞

This is an invasion An occupation Immortal Technique The evil genius DJ Green Lantern And you're now in a state of guerilla warfare Has been spread by the superpowers of the industry To the 3rd world underground of the streets This is for all those who have been labeled extremists, maniacs, terrorists, shit Welcome to the 3rd world Yeah, yeah Invasion and rampant monetary inflation That brought us all to the footsteps of this nation Peruvians, Haitians, Ecuadorians, Nicaraguans, Colombians, Salvadorians They call us terrorists after they ruined our countries Funding right-wing paramilitary monkeys Tortured a populous then blamed the Communists Your lies are to obvious, propaganda monotonous And that's not socialist mythology; This is urban warfare through the streets of your psychology So I'm like the legs of a paraplegic really 'Cause I'm still part of you, even if you can't feel me You can never debate me, the M4's at your baby Like troops with gats in Iraq do daily So you can marginalize the way you portray me But don't get Hollywood and try to play me We can shoot it out in the theatre like troops Juice in the '80s New Jack City classic, crack-era mack-milli Shoutin' BET is not black-owned, on "Rap City" You got a contract to kill me mothafucka' that's fine 'Cause there's a contract to kill your family when I die So when your car explodes, don't be surprised Soldier, I'm like Marine Corp C4 Even blow the spot with the beat rockin' at 3/4 Canvas the flow like the ghost of Michelangelo This is the anthem, Immortal Technique and Green Lantern Don't say shit bitch, you don't want the check check To become a "chick-chick", you know what I'm sick with Lyrical tuberculosis, cocaine overdoses blood coming out your noses, that's when death approaches March to my death smiling, laugh if the end's violent There's no escape from this political asylum Revolutionaries don't fear execution 'Cause the death of my physical constitution Is just the beginning of spiritual evolution God will reincarnate me as revolution You can't take out a revolution You can't kill a idea Fuck, is you stupid You kill that man, he becomes immortal Ignore the triplets, this is a fully loaded 4/4, 3rd world underground hardcore Street hop, locked and loaded Motherfucka' you should know it Blast the doors to the game open and overthrow it