Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Illest, artist - Immortal Technique. Album song Revolutionary Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.04.2006
Record label: Viper
Song language: English
The Illest |
Ayo, I burn my bridges with a blow torch |
a rebel born from verbal holocaust |
dirty and never try to clense to get the drama off |
the swiftest stealth assassin snipe you |
from balcony shots of terrorist position |
professional from the opera box |
rhyme documents infamous like the |
Bill of Right, illa tight, having niggaz |
open like the thrill of dykes Jean Grae |
ya koo’s a mass murderer, friends who got |
the dirt on her, foes who never heard of her |
wild style, my mouth gone to train up, I spit |
Krolyon in five colours, when I speak I spray my |
name up, split your wig up like Denny and Bruce |
splash your remains and brains out on the street |
like Henny and juice, noose your neck and loosen |
your spine from back shift your spleen, rip till it’s |
just obscene, from down town spilling it, New York |
illest who rip it ever, flow like a river fuck a girl |
like a nigga what? |
I’ve been through Hell and back, scars swell |
on my back, I spit bars, y’all spit repetative |
raps, I’m a street dude, who decided to rhyme |
with lines that’ll crack the disc between your mind |
and your spine, that’s why, y’all wanna bite my design |
and that’s why, usually I hold the mic like a nine |
pistol whip you on the side of your eye, watch it |
pop out, we knock out cats, with the floors when |
it rocks out, shocked out, like you driving in |
a lightning storm, with the top down, we got |
this locked down, like convicts on the run |
getting shot down, we four times |
gaining yards in the whole line, see me |
and Tech we steadily building, and we about |
to blow like the Oklahoma Federal Building |
and all them niggaz get mad when we step in |
the building, cause we make the crowd jump |
and hit they heads on the ceiling, what? |
I spit heat like the deserts of Saudi Arabia |
bury competition like Mesopotamia, emanating |
radiation pissing liquid uranium, I bring the rock |
like European drunks in soccer stadiums, I’ll |
split your cranium with perfect symmetry lyrically |
if your not the illest, then you don’t deserve to |
spit with me, OBS obliverating bastards |
sacrilegiously, I sacrifice niggaz who |
talk shit ritualistically, meticulously making |
all my rivals suicidal like white suburban |
kids on acid reading the Satanic Bible |
my arrival is genocidal, like Christopher |
Columbus, exterminating racism of whack |
MC’s that walk among us, I’ve just begun to bust |
I’ll make this place, open gondela |
these racist cops wanna lock me longer then |
Nelson Mandela, pissed off, I’m making hella |
paper, East to West coast, and I treat the law in this |
country like a mother fucking joke, cause if I’m |
willing to smoke the president, while he’s sniffing his |
Coke, you know it don’t mean shit to me |
to cut a fucking cops throat |
Yea, Jean Grae, Pumpkinhead, Immortal Technique |
DP-one, tell 'em what the fuck we about to do |
sh.sh.sh.shit on the whole industry |