Immortal Technique, Black Panther - No Me Importa lyrics
[Immortal Technique, Black Panther - No Me Importa lyrics]
Tell how I really feel
Nunca, I think everybody should know that
Yo creo que todos ustedes deben saber eso
Fuckin' ought to know, yo
So I gotta tell these chicks a lot of times
Mira
Tu estás actuando en una manera muy mala
Bien mala y no me importa ya, yeah
So I gotta let you know
Let 'em know here we go, dígale a la gente
B gotta let you know for real son drop that
Siempre me encuentro con la mujer equivocada
A superficial mami con la alma comprada
Yo I'm sick of stupid chicks
Que hablan de nada
Let's go to my house conversación acabada
Yeah we can fuck but you
Gotta go after mañana
You walking bowlegged porque te deje clavada
Don't ever talk shit about
Niggas and get enojada
There's a reason that you
Never been properly amada
Cause you fuck niggas and suck
Dick como si nada
Para la porquería and save the drama
Don't come to the fucking club
Con una actitud mala
You've been drinking too much
Bacardi and smoking lala escúchame señorita
If you don't respect yourself
Don't expect respect from anyone else
Don't expect an hombre to
Support you with wealth
Go to college and be successful
Do it for delf nunca vas a ser shit
Without knowledge of self
Mamis with cultural ineptitude are
Bad for your health
That's the type of mujer that I
Put back on the shelf
And go back to the packed crowd
To look for somebody else
Adiós, check it
We keep it moving properly
No me importa lo que haces
Ain't no way of stopping me
Moving through property
Like I own every monopoly
Smoking broccoli, compartiendo ideologies
Pero solamente pasa on a special occasion
With beautiful intelligent mamis
That stay blazing (Stay blazing)
Y ahora for you motherfucking niggas yo si
Immortal Technique the resurrected
Che Guevara but y'all cats are just a
Bunch of fake Tony Montanas
I bring drama like Revolución Cubana
And rock stages like my last name was Santana
Como puedes comparar your entourage
To my squad you motherfuckers is faker
Than Resurrection Boulevard
Don't try to be hard cuz
I don't stress fake goodfellas
I'll burn your house down and empty
The clip in tu abuela
Mucha gente try to convince
Everyone that they trife
Hablando mierda but you never shot
A gun in your life
Siempre gritando how you keep it
Real in the ciph'
But most of you rappers can't even
Keep it real with your wife
I'll sacrifice a puto cabrón
For running his mouth
Carjack and kidnap you in front of your house
And while you tied up riding shotgun
While I'm driving down south
I'll push the pedal to setenta and
Kick you the fuck out (Fuera)
Solamente to look back and have
Something to laugh about
I doubt you really want
Technique as an enemigo
Fuck with me I'll make your
People turn up desaparecido
My 'stilo is Túpac Amaru Y Zapatista
I'm a rebel soldier murdering rap artistas
Colombian necktie emcees, hasta la vista
(huh) taking over the fucking country
Like a socialista cobardes, yo
We keep it moving properly
No me importa lo que haces
Ain't no way of stopping me
Moving through property
Like I own every monopoly
I'll blow your fucking brains out
And spread your philosophy (God damn)
This is for all the celoso
Motherfuckers that's watching me
I don't make threats bitch lo
Que hablo is prophecy
De verdad
Para que toda la gente sepa que no me importa
Cuanta mierda ustedes hablan o cuanta mierda
I'm gonna still be on my job forever
I'll still be here (Claro que si)
I'll still be doing my
Thing para siempre cojudo
Para siempre i'll be in everybody's parade
Immortal Technique se ha acabado la mierda