Immortal Technique - Hollywood Driveby lyrics

[Immortal Technique:] Somebody talked sh** to me in L.A. and never lived Cause brown roll deeper than red or blue ever did I got bullets that'll rip through your ribs More painful than watching R. Kelly piss on your kids Here's the ultimatum mothaf**a Give me that a** cap Or give America Biggie and Tupac flashbacks Some n***az don't think the Underground is grimy and dirty 'Til they find your body on a f**ing highway in Jersey I fire rockets at generic topics Your lyrics don't hold weight Like two-dimensional objects Cause jail culture didn't give you that fitted hat To memorize a ghostwritten sh** verse and spit it back I won't let your wack rhymes redefine lyricism For a whole generation with their fathers in prison You live inside the image of an Era that's gone Like government officials trying to justify Vietnam I'll leave n***az traumatized like they momma died And they was responsible for the driveby homicide And I don't market revolution, I live it What you think cause you fake everyone else is a gimmick Jealous bickering, industry slaves, the nerve of you Like a child prostitute born into a life of servitude Until we murder you making the red carpet burgundy The Psycho Realm and the streets were I prefer to be [Chorus]