You are now tuned in to the Golden state To all my niguhs on the streets and behind closed gates Continue to maintain daily and carry the weight And all
tests, the techniques, the forms, the stances The flow, the rhythm, the internal answers The herbs, the healing, the quiet meditation The truths reveal through daily
I'm so cold I touch hot water and freeze it E I rock with the blood of Jesus Cover my body my technique is MURDA, Irv Gotti This lyrical seminar got
son place your bets Let's play a game of real nigga roulette Witness a DOA as I spray the melee Content and punctuation is compared to AK You want a daily
pistols, pierce the gristle One way out homey, in the cut Heat cocked, beef for weeks, heat for block Techniques to rock, the blocks socks Unorthodox, cannon cocking bandit nigga I daily
get caught in a verbal onslaught 'Cause I'm label your bills and my man Too $hort , oh, Lord Getting down one more time For making motherfuckers, who out on the run I gotta get mine daily
s his chair ?Cause my mother?s in an ashram In India I saved a chair for her too But it?s merely symbolic As daily she washes herself in the Ganges And
delight popcorn, we poppin' every curnel Jot us in your journal, we hot like a thermal Nuclear explosion, under my control of your country [Incomprehensible] My technique
need a freak in between di sheets One gyal bend up her body out leap If yuh cyan dweet, gal mek a sit Pick up and drop it and shout technique Jamaican
bulls for seezell So if you want one, get one, holla at'cha boy quick 'Cos I'ma be on the lookout for the sell to them pigs Ask my little homey, Technique
if you want one, get one, holla at'cha boy quick cos I'ma be on the lookout for the sell-to-dem pigs Ask my little homey Technique I 'came Scarface, Corleone
You are now tuned in to the golden state To all my niguhs on the streets and behind closed gates Continue to maintain daily and carry the weight And all
like steak'um Why she wanna ask me if I could pass the paparika? One hand on the mic, the other on the beaker Every week or so peaked out the lab though, eureka A technique
a red Nuff cutchi man nuff a dem run go shave Woi, I'd rather to be With the people I lead Give dem my daily strength And showing dem a dearly
try the water technique! Hai! Ha, ha! (sounds of fists and a whoosh of air followed by a punch) The sky is high, the cloud is low But my water technique
Iriscience, Evidence, Babu" [Iriscience] It's no retreat, hit the street, get my plane confirmation To the other side of the world, a daily operation
"Unite" Yeah old time New school old school Keep it on and on Uh.. Yea.. Goin' off the hook like Latrell Spreewell I've got the ill technique so you
[DJ Green Lantern] This is an invasion, an occupation Immortal Technique, the evil genius DJ Green Lantern And you're now in the state of guerilla warfare