Mobb Deep] I'm falling and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn - I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn back [Verse 1: Immortal Technique
son of the audio cassette era, tech wearer Bullets and burgettes Benz Bo speak a terror Demand I get mine till I'm dead so I can drop something red
tell him I'm just a FRIEND So buy me Newports, cause as I smoke All I do is think about you and child support But I don't got papes, I got money Sticking
sweet But as I run in the field I expect a lot of shots at my head And facemaskin' draggin' me 'til I kneel Just because of who I play for From Texas
and you'll see what I'm sayin Uh, I started rhymin just to be somebody I found out that I already was 'Cause can't nobody be free unless we're all free
or in front of them, I'm one of them Started with a hundred, The Game spit three I said "Fuck It!" I'm a have to show these niggaz somethin' 33 is the
gentlemen, Freedom Williams [Freedom Williams] Enter the Dom/e of Perignon, I never been crept upon I'm on the mike and my word is bond (hoo hoo!) I'm
I send Fresher than a sniff off havin them J in fifth I identify with your rhythm but I exist for more than just a Benz, so mends I'm cuttin off my friends
Tryin to blow! [M.O.P.] If you my man you could understand! [x2] [Lil' Fame] I'm true to myself y'all, and I'm a down ass nigga! So don't fool yourself
even I was tempted Weebbled and I wobbled for a sec Then I had to get a mic check (Like ???? your family caught wreck) I gots no pops to snatch me up
