Immortal Technique - Obnoxious lyrics

Asshole ha ha ha ha, don num
Num, num, num-num num, num, num-num
Yeah, yeah, ha ha

I'm obnoxious, motherfucker
Can't you tell?
Run through Little Havana, yellin'
"¡Viva Fidel!"
Jerkin' off with the sheets when
I stay at hotels
Drinkin' Bacardi AA meetings, smokin' a L
I'm broke as hell, my attitude is no good
Like workin' for white people
After watchin' Rosewood
So I'm a mercenary
I don't care how I get richer
Like American companies that did
Business with Hitler get the picture
Nigga? I'm the best of both worlds
Without the hidden camera
And the 12-year-old girl


Let's face it, you're basic
You aren't half the man that I am
I'll throw your gang sign up
And then I'll spit on my hand
Gimme a hundred grand! Gimme your
Watch! Gimme your chain!
That's your girl? Bitch
Get over here! Gimme some brain!
I'll bust off on her face
And right after the segment
She'll probably rub it in her pussy
Tryna get herself pregnant
I said it, I meant it
That's the way I deal with enemies
Like pro-lifers that support
The death penalty
And don't talk about war when
Niggas know that you puss
A fuckin' hypocrite
Draft dodger like George Bush
Don't push me, nigga
'cause I'm close to the edge
And I'll jump off with a rope
That's wrapped around ya head
Send a dead fetus to my
Ex on Valentine's Day
The safety's off, nigga
So get the fuck out my way!

Obnoxious, nigga, murderous lyrics
I know that you hear it (yeah)
Now that I'm gettin' closer and closer
I know that you feel it (yeah)
You're eatin' off rap
And I hope you choke on your gimmick
Niggas said Hip-Hop was dead
But I'm invokin' a spirit
We takin' it back in the
Day to the Golden Age
When wack motherfuckers used to
Get thrown off stage immortal Technique
I made this to bump in your ride
Or burn it off the Internet
And bump it outside
Nigga, we keepin' it live
We keepin' it live
We keepin' it live, we keepin' it live
Burn it off the fuckin' Internet
And bump it outside (yeah nigga)

Look, motherfucker
My words damage and slaughter
A ragin' alcoholic like
The President's daughters disgustin' flow
Like third-world-country tap water
But before I hit the border
Someone give me a quarter
'Cause I'ma prank call COP-SHOT
Just for kicks
Payback for every time that they
Called me a spic
And Puerto-Rican chicks tell me that
I fuck like I'm loco
And Dominican women call me
The "Rompe Toto"
They call me "ocioso" I'd rather
Get fired than quit
I get unemployment, you work
And we makin' the same shit
How dare you niggas criticize the
Way that I spit?
You coffee-shop revolutionary son of a bitch!
But you know what the fuck I
Think is just pathetic and gay?
When niggas speculate what the
Fuck 'Pac would say
You don't know shit about
A dead man's perspective
And talkin' shit'll get your
Neck bone disconnected
Disrespected, niggas don't show no love
Why you tryna be hardcore
You fuckin' homo thug?
And don't be sensitive and angry at
The shit that I wrote
'Cause if you can take a fuckin' dick
You can take a joke
I'll choke your friends in front of you
To prove that you've fallen off
And you won't do shit about it
Like the Church during the Holocaust
Kalashnikov machine gun flow that I fire
Obnoxious until they shoot me on
The day I retire

Obnoxious, nigga, murderous lyrics
I know that you hear it
Now that I'm gettin' closer and closer
I know that you feel it
You're eatin' off rap
And I hope you choke on your gimmick
Niggas said Hip-Hop was dead
But I'm invokin' a spirit
We takin' it back in the
Day to the Golden Age
When wack motherfuckers used to
Get thrown off stage immortal Technique
I made this to bump in your ride
Or burn it off the Internet
And bump it outside
Nigga, we keepin' it live
We keepin' it live
We keepin' it live, we keepin' it live
Burn it off the fuckin' Internet
And bump it outside, ha ha ha
(yeah nigga)

Damn, homie! In high school I beat the
Shit out of you and your man, homie
Your girl wanna blow me
And don't even know me
She lonely, and she think you a phony
I take a piss on a development deal from Sony
Or Def Jam, 'cause you're like
All of the rest, man
This ain't a verse
This is shit talk at the end of the song
And you can suck a dick if
You think I ended it wrong
Fuck you and I'm gone, ha ha ha ha!
(Fuck y'all niggas)

Peace to the Stronghold, EOW (Cut)
Word-A-Mouf, Forbidden Chapters
IAK niggas, Wax Poe, killin' you slow
The Plague, I'll murder a show
You don't even know yeah, foul play nigga
Ha ha ha, Harlem, woah!