Текст песни That's What It Is - Immortal Technique
Okay
Let's
go
Talk
to
'em
Holla
Don't
you
get
tired
of
hearing
niggas
saying
that
shit
all
the
time?
Why
don't
you
just
shut
the
fuck
up
and
rhyme
nigga?
Yeah,
yeah
Used
to
run
around
getting
my
fight
in
the
streets
on
Back
in
the
day,
before
Harlem
had
a
green
zone
What
good
is
a
good
education
with
no
direction
Like
the
right
to
vote
but
no
one
to
vote
for
in
an
election
Like
a
gun
with
no
bullets
in
the
clip
for
protection
Like
the
crowd
packed
in
the
front,
without
the
mid-section
Used
to
live
robbing
and
stealing
and
being
reckless
It
took
time
for
my
mind
to
put
the
ghetto
in
prespective
I
used
to
live
in
the
back
of
a
holding
van
Used
to
be
off
beat
like
the
white
girl's
shoulder
dance
I
wrote
rhymes,
acapella,
no
beat,
behind
bars
Shed
blood
to
make
it
like
the
story
behind
scars
I
used
to
be
a
battle
champion
in
the
meanwhile
Before
some
of
you
little
fuckers
learned
to
freestyle
Prematurely
senile,
underground
pre-Madonnas
I
was
Oliver
North
during
Iran-Contra
Cause
I
never
snitched
and
that's
backed
by
evidence
I
learned
it
by
watching
you,
don't
ever
forget
it,
bitch
Cause
everybody
knows
how
the
government
do
They
never
snitch
on
themselves,
but
they
want
you
to
snitch
on
you
Evolution
from
Australpithicus
Primitive
commercial
shit
to
hardcore
lyricist
Your
raps
is
useless
Rappers
are
dropping
like
Icarus
Technological
revolution,
nigga
picture
this
Motherfuck
motherfucker
what?
Yeah,
I
told
you
what
it
was,
but
this
is
what
it
is
now
Lyrical
bullets,
packed
to
the
top
of
the
clip
now
Treat
it
like
a
robbery,
I'm
shutting
the
shit
down
Fellas
put
your
hands
up
and
all
the
women
strip
down
That's
not
misogynist,
you
ostracist
'cause
I
could
just
apocolypse
Talk
politics
to
the
populus
or
challenge
what
the
market
is
With
militant
carcuses
that
will
snatch
the
spirit
of
hip
hop
out
the
sarcophagus
This
is
the
curse
of
Tutankhamun,
I
bring
the
drama
on
I'm
sinful,
I
eat
you,
broad
daylight
on
ramadan
Hip
hop,
reperations,
now
we
taking
back
the
loochie
Don't
tell
me
you
spent
it
on
coke,
like
Danny
Bonaduce
We're
tired
of
being
on
the
outside,
looking
in
Wondering
what
the
fuck
hip
hop
would
have
been
This
is
what
it
is,
as
opposed
to
what
it
used
to
be
And
this
is
your
corporate
tax
ID
eulogy
Dominant
species,
the
new
breed
that
won't
let
you
breathe
I
make
you
die
for
what
I
believe
So
we
got
nothing
in
common,
there
ain't
no
comparison
You
got
beef
with
niggas,
I've
got
beef
with
Arians
White
power
Nazi,
European
Americans
Rapping
poverty
pimps
and
fake
vegetarians
The
ressurection
ripping
a
hole
through
the
record
section
Flight
connection
to
the
Chechn
border
for
guerilla
lessons
Fuck
a
middle
man
distributor,
I
got
a
choice
now
This
ain't
Volume
1,
I
got
a
grown
man's
voice
now
Toured
the
country
four
times
over,
I'm
older
and
wiser
Poisonous
words,
you'll
find
strychnine
in
my
saliva
Motherfuck
motherfucker
what?
I
told
you
what
it
was
But
this
is
what
it
is
now
50
caliber
bullets,
I
don't
need
a
clip
now
Fuck
your
private
jet
nigga,
we
shooting
the
shit
down
Bomb
wall
street
and
make
the
stock
market
dip
down
I
told
you
what
it
was,
but
this
is
what
it
is
now
If
you
the
shit
nigga,
I
don't
care
about
shit
now
I
play
the
role
of
Abraham,
idols
get
ripped
down
Melt
the
ice
caps
and
make
all
of
this
shit
drown
No
one
out
there
can
fuck
with
me
Motherfuck
motherfucker
what?
I
speak
that
real
shit
The
illest
To
smash
the
airwaves
No
one
out
there
can
fuck
with
me
Motherfuck
motherfucker
what?
The
illest
To
smash
the
airwaves
I
don't
want
to
tell
you
motherfuckers
again
1 Parole (Evil Genius Remix)
2 Reverse Pimpology (feat. Mojo)
3 Golpe De Estado
4 Death March (feat. DJ Green Lantern)
5 Payback (feat. Diabolic & Ras Kass)
6 Adios Uncle Tom (Skit)
7 Stronghold Grip (feat. Poison Pen & Swave Sevah)
8 The 3rd World
9 Crimes of the Heart (feat. Maya Azucena)
10 Watchout (Remix)
11 Rebel Arms
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