Immortal Technique - Genesis lyrics

[Immortal Technique - Genesis lyrics]

My rhymes are harder to digest for money
Than coke balloons in a
Colombian broad's tummy you fucking dummy
I'm like a fucking firing squad
You get a empty feeling like you lying to God
Lucifer status
You goin' crazy like crack addicts
Acid tabs
Mad hatters and talking jack rabbit's
Pack an automatic, you don't know me money
I'll smack the shit out you
Like you owe me money immortal Technique
Body strapped up with plastique
Leave a crater like a meteor
Landed in the street my presence
Еven backed with an essence stays hard
Like fucking on a Native American graveyard
My peoples spirit still stands defiant
Until American falls and they
Stand in triumph lyrical Nephilim giant
Look me up in the bible
The son of the son, Genesis 6 homicidal

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