Freedom Of Speech - Lyrics - Immortal Technique
Felipe Andres Coronel , better known by the stage name Immortal Technique, is a Peruvian-American rapper as well as an urban activist. He was born in Lima, Peru and raised in Harlem, New York. Most of his lyrics focus on controversial issues in global politics. The views expressed in his lyrics are largely commentary on issues such as class struggle, socialism, poverty, religion, government, imperialism and institutional racism.
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Freedom of speech, ***
Okay, something for the kids (hahaha)
(Pinocchio)
I got no strings to hold be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
(Verse 1)
Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand
*** know that I'm a freak like the elephant man
Intelligent plans
*** a record deal, I want development land
With my benevolent clan
And that's the reason that I only trust my fam
40,000 records sold, 400 grand
*** a middle man, I won't pay anyone else
I'll bootleg it and sell it to the streets my self
I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf
And because of this executives try to diss me
Racism frozen in time like Walt Disney
And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors
If I switch up my politics and change my behavior
Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat
*** *** that never spent a day in the street
But I repeat that nobody can hold my reigns
I put the truth on tracks ***, simple and plain
(Pinocchio)
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings but you can see
There are no strings on me!
(Verse 2)
I guess to America I'm a disaster
A slave that was destined to own his masters
Independent in every single sense of the word
I say what I want, you *** little sensitive herd
This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech
But now you want try to control the way that I speak
And O'Reilly you think that you a patriot?
You ain't nothing but a *** racist ***
Fulla hatred, pressin a button trying to inject me
But I ain't got no *** deal with Pepsi
No corporate sponser telling me what to do
Asking me to tone it down during the interview
Tryin' to minimize the issue, but I'm keeping it large
I love the place that I live, but I hate the people in charge
Speakin is hard when you got strings attached
So I'm a say it for you 'cause I ain't got none o' that
And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain
Aiyyo son, let this little *** explan:
(Pinocchio)
I got no strings to hold be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
Come on son, y'all *** know the way I do
Immortal Technique, got com (?) live for you
And I know sometimes it be making you nervous
The way I *** puppet rappers that belong in a circus
You *** just can't compare
Looking for a fan base that's no longer there
I know that you're scared, and you're hidin' up in the cut
But this is freedom of speech ***, tell 'em what's up
Word ***, *** John Ashcroft! ***, *** Fox News! *** those snake-***
*** Tryin to manipulate your opinion, tellin you what to think
Word the *** up, like "we invaded *** 'cause we want to free them"
You racist motha ***, you don't give a *** about those people
You can suck my ***!!
(hahahaha)
Another rum and coke at the bar, ***
Its my day off, word up
***, for the kids, (ha) for the kids (hahaha)
Beat Bandits
