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Look I ain't never been afraid to tell how I really feel
Nunca, I think everybody should know that
Yo creo que todos debemos de saber eso
Fuckin' ought to know, yo
I gotta tell these chicks a lot of times, mira
Tu estas actuando en una manera muy mala
Bien mala y no me importa ya, I gotta let ya know
Let 'em know. Here we go, dígale a la gente, primo
Gotta let you know for real. Son drop that

[Verse I]

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 got to my house conversación acabada
Yeah we can fuck but you gotta go after mañana
You walking bootlegged porque te deje clavada
Don't ever talk shit about niggaz and get enojada
There's a reason that you never been properly amada
Cause you fuck niggaz 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
Escuchame señorita, if you don't respect yourself
Don't expect respect from anyone else
Don't expect un hombre to support you with wealth
Go to college and be successful, do it for delft
Nunca vas a ser shit without knowledge your 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 pack crowd to look for somebody else

Adios, check it

[Hook]

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 special occasions
When beautiful intelligent mamis stay blazing (Stay blazing!)

Y ahora for you motherfucking niggaz
Yo... si

[Verse 2]

Immortal Technique; the resurrected Che Guevara
But y'all cats are just a bunch of fake Tony Montana's
I bring drama like revolución Cubana
And rock stages like my last name was Santana
Como puedes comparar your entourage to my squad
You muthafuckas 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 of 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 cyph
But most of your rappers can't even keep it real with your wife
I'll sacrifice you puto cabrón for running his mouth
Car-jack and kidnap you in front of your house
And while you tied up by that shotgun while I'm driving down south
I'll push the pedal to setenta and kick you the fuck out
Solamente just look back and have something to laugh about
I doubt that you really want Technique as an enemigo
Fuck with me I'll make your people turn up desaparecido
My estilo es Chupa Camaro Y Zapatista
I'm a rebel soldier murdering rap artistas
Colombian neck-tile MC hasta la vista
Taking over the fucking country like socialita

Cobardes, yo

[Hook]

We keep it moving properly
No me importa lo que haces, ain't no way of stopping me
Moving through property, like I owned every monopoly
I'll broad your fucking brain out and spread your philosophy
This is if te pones celoso motherfucker is watching me
I don't make threats bitch lo que hablo es prophecy

De verdad, para que toda la gente sepa que no me importa
Cuanta mierda ustedes hablan o cuanta mierda
I still be on my job. Forever, I'll still be here
I'll still be doing my thing. Para siempre. Cojudo
Para siempre. I'll be at everybody's parade
Immortal Technique, se ha acabado la mierda..

Google Translation (+ my edit):

Look I Is not Never Been afraid to tell how I really feel
Never, I think everybody should Know That
I think everybody should know that
Fuckin 'ought to know, I
These chicks I gotta tell a lot of times, look
You are acting in a very bad
Good bad and I do not care now, I gotta let know and
Let 'em know. Here we go, tell people, cousin
Gotta let you know for real. Son Drop That

[Verse I]

I always meet the wrong woman
A superficial mami bought with the soul
I'm sick of stupid chicks who talk about nothing
Let's talk got to my house finished
We Can Fuck Yeah but you gotta go by the next day
You stop walking because you nailed bootlegged
Do not ever talk shit about niggaz and get angry
There's a reason That You Never Been Properly beloved
Cause you fuck niggaz and suck dick like nothing
For the mess and save the drama
Do not come to the fucking club with a bad attitude
You've been drinking too much Bacardi and smoking lala
Listen lady, if you do not Respect Yourself
Do not expect Respect from Anyone Else
Do not expect a man to support you with Wealth
Go to college and be Successful, do it for delft
You'll never be your self shit Without Knowledge yourself
Mamis with cultural ineptitude are bad for your health
That's the type of woman That I put back on the shelf
And go back to the pack crowd to look for somebody else

Adios, check it

[Hook]

We keep it moving Properly
I do not care what you do, is not no way of stopping me
Moving-through property, like I own Every monopoly
Smoking broccoli, sharing Ideologies
But only happens on special Occasions
When beautiful intelligent mamis stay blazing
(Stay blazing!)

And now for you motherfucking niggaz
I ... if

[Verse 2]

Immortal Technique - The Resurrected Che Guevara
But y'all cats are just a bunch of fake Tony Montana
I bring drama like Cuban revolution
And block stages like my last name was Santana
As you can compare your entourage to my squad
You motherfuckers are faker Than resurrection boulevard
Do not try to be hard cuz I do not stress faked fellas
I'll burn your house down and empty the clip in your grandmother
Many people try to convinces everyone that they trife (?)
Talking shit but you never shot a gun in your life
Always screaming how you keep it real in the cipher
But most of your rappers can not keep it real Even with your wife
I'll sacrifice you fucking bastard for running historical mouth
Car-jack you and kidnap you in front of your house
And while you tied up by That shotgun while I'm driving down south
I'll push the pedal to seventy and kick you the fuck out
Only just look back and to Have Something to laugh about
I Doubt That You really want Technique as an enemy
Fuck with me I'll make your people turn up missing
My style is Chupa Camaro Y Zapatista
I'm a rebel soldier murdering rap artists
Colombian neck-tile MC-bye
Taking over the fucking country like socialite

Cowards, yo

[Hook]

We keep it moving Properly
I do not care what you do, is not no way of stopping me
Moving-through property, like I own Every monopoly
I'll broad your fucking brain out and spread your philosophy
This is if you get jealous motherfucker is watching me
Threats bitch I do not make what I mean is prophecy

In truth, that all people know that I do not care
How much or how much shit you talk shit
I still be on my job. Forever, I'll Still Be Here
Still I'll be doing my thing. Forever. Dummy
Forever. I'll be in anybody's parade
Immortal Technique, the shit is over..

R.I.P. Sadia, My Beloved Sister

R.I.P. Fares Odeh
...A true Soldier...