Immortal Technique - Military Minds lyrics

[Intro: Immortal Technique] Yeah, The worst thing you could try to do, Is rush a good thing Revolution is inevitable, you stupid muthaf**as Immortal Technique, Boot Camp Clik, trainin' troops In the hoods and the schools, you wanna know why? (why?) [Verse] My militant mind designed to seek and find The truth that's buried beneath the debris and lies I an*lyze enemies and the friends disguised Stay wild to them guys claimin' Mafia ties Y'all really don't wanna be down with this thing of ours Big cowards since George Bush demolished the towers I'm in the hood where the good still battle for power It's a revolution, every gangsta born every hour [Verse] In this thug life mothaf**a, ride to the ground I got the power off the leader, follow we gunnin' them down With just one word there's chaos and riots in the street Y'all make DVD's on rappin' wit beef? I grind diligent, my mind militant Cuz you can't make dollars wit 5 cents I got flags on my necks now, tats on the face Don't f** with the Feds, already beat a case [Chorus] (Scratches Sample) {Sample 2x} "I keep a tech nine in my dresser" [Verse] The revolution shall be televised Enter the stage and see the mind state of a rebel while I'm reloadin, bombs explodin n***as holdin' body jars so I'm off jokin' So I, got serious, see my experience? I never play around, I'm layin 'em down flat, period Act like you not hearin' it, and shots yell I recruit heads like Beirut in jail cells Put the plan in effect, demandin respect I eat more when with this Technique brandishin techs Heart of steel, n***as see that God is forreal In bifocals, my vocals put the hard and k** Steven Seagal, ain't nobody breathin tomorrow When you step to me, the day boy leavin 'em gone I'm on another level, higher than most I tell you You can't f** around seats and ???, ya now rebel [Chorus] (Scratches) {Samples} "sh** get outta hand I got a tech in the trunk" "Mothaf**a!" "This ain't a game, gon' be in it for life" "I kick it hardcore so these critics tryna ban me" "Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes" "sh** get outta hand I got a tech in the trunk" "Motha f**a!" "This ain't a game, gon' be in it for life" "Bring heavy ammunition so you don't have to run" "Im waivin automatic gu-gu-guns" [Immortal Technique - Verse] I say what other rappers wish they could about the government Pretend to not know me, but on the low they lovin' it So get money but don't forget who you f**in wit' The streets carry me like the Hebrew Arc of the Covenant Respect is hard to earn but freedom is harder to get Cops are the illest gang, the S.W.A.T. Team will slaughter your set They say we're too serious, that's just part of our flesh Cuz we'll dance on ya f**in grave and party to d**h House party in the hood, f** the Patterson n***a I roll deeper than Peruvians in Padison n***a The automatic will bring panic to the aristocratic , ecstasy addicts And little f**in industry f*ggots Rappers got publicists like the mob Wit' no show jobs Tryin' to front like you put work up in the street? Boot Camp Clik, Immortal Technique On some thug sh**, choke you to sleep Cursin the rhyming scene, I'm bangin on the Feds in Medina With the flow that expose America like Katrina Behind doors they talk like Nixon, Mark Furman, and Mel Gibson But I'll f** that crowd up like the Pistons But I been like that since Robert Downy Jr. was sniffin Since 50 Cent's mom was cookin crack in the kitchen I'm stackin guns like they stackin up n***as in prison But the most important thing we have against the system? (Sample 2x) "Our military mind n***a (yeahh) Our military mi-mi-mind" "Cuz I explode, and my nine is easy to load"