for fear
Immortal Technique- The 4th Branch
maybe...im not sure...
[Talking]
The new age is upon us
And yet the past refuses to rest in its shallow grave
For those who hide behind the false image of the son of man
shall stand before God!!! It has begun
The beginning of the end
Yeah..
Yeah... yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish
A fake church called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist
Forgetting God is not a religion, but a spiritual bond
And Jesus is the most quoted prophet in the Qu'ran
They bombed innocent people, tryin' to murder Saddam
When you gave him those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran
This is the information that they hold back from Peter Jennings
Cause Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally Hemmings
I break it down with critical language and spiritual anguish
The Judas I hang with, the guilt of betraying Christ
You murdered and stole his religion, and painting him white
Translated in psychologically tainted philosophy
Conservative political right wing, ideology
Glued together sloppily, the blasphemy of a nation
Got my back to the wall, cause I'm facin' assassination
Guantanamo Bay, federal incarceration
How could this be, the land of the free, home of the brave?
Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the slaves
Corporate America, dancin' offbeat to the rhythm
You really think this country, never sponsored terrorism?
Human rights violations, we continue the saga
El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua
And on top of that, you still wanna take me to prison
Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism
[Hook]
It's like MK-ULTRA, controlling your brain
Suggestive thinking, causing your perspective to change
They wanna rearrange the whole point of view of the ghetto
The fourth branch of the government, want us to settle
A bandana full of glittering, generality
Fighting for freedom and fighting terror, but what's reality?
Read about the history of the place that we live in
And stop letting corporate news tell lies to your children
[Verse 2]
Flow like the blood of Abraham through the Jews and the Arabs
Broken apart like a woman's heart, abused in a marriage
The brink of holy war, bottled up, like a miscarriage
Embedded correspondents don't tell the source of the tension
And they refuse to even mention, European intervention
Or the massacres in Jenin, the innocent screams
U.S. manufactured missles, and M-16's
Weapon contracts and corrupted American dreams
Media censorship, blocking out the video screens
A continent of oil kingdoms, bought for a bargain
Democracy is just a word, when the people are starvin'
The average citizen, made to be, blind to the reason
A desert full of genocide, where the bodies are freezin'
And the world doesn't believe that you fightin' for freedom
Cause you ****ed the Middle East, and gave birth to a demon
It's open season with the CIA, bugging my crib
Trapped in a ghetto region like a Palestinian kid
Where nobody gives a **** whether you die or you live
I'm tryin' to give the truth, and I know the price is my life
But when I'm gone they'll sing a song about Immortal Technique
Who beheaded the President, and the princes and sheiks
You don't give a **** about us, I can see through your facade
Like a fallen angel standing in the presence of God
***** niggaz scared of the truth, when it looks at you hard
[Hook]
It's like MK-ULTRA, controlling your brain
Suggestive thinking, causing your perspective to change
They wanna rearrange the whole point of view in the ghetto
The fourth branch of the government, want us to settle
A bandana full of glittering, generality
Fighting for freedom and fighting terror, but what's reality?
Martial law is coming soon to the hood, to kill you
While you hanging your flag out your project window
[Talking]
Yeah..
The fourth branch of the government AKA the media
Seems to now have a retirement plan for ex-military officials
As if their opinion was at all unbiased
A machine shouldn't speak for men
So shut the **** up you mindless drone!
And you know it's serious
When these same media outfits are spending millions of dollars on a PR campaign
To try to convince you they're fair and balanced
When they're some of the most ignorant, and racist people
Giving that type of mentality a safe haven
We act like we share in the spoils of war that they do
We die in wars, we don't get the contracts to make money off 'em afterwards!
We don't get weapons contracts, nigga!
We don't get cheap labor for our companies, nigga!
We are cheap labor, nigga!
Turn off the news and read, nigga!
Read... read... read...
Here's manipulaton for you
Little baby Swastikka - Skunk Anansie
Who put the little baby swastika on the wall
Who put the little baby swastika on the wall
It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old
That's who put the little baby swastika on the wall
Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall
Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall
The eyes were so big couldna been more than baby scrawls
That's who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall
You rope them in young
You rope them in young
So small, so innocent, so young
So delicately done, grown up in your poison
Who put the little baby K's up on the wall
Who put the little baby K's up on the wall
They got em in a line I bet they wished they coulda sprayed up more
That's who put der little baby K's on the wall
You rope them in young
You rope them in young
So small, so innocent, so young
So delicately done, grown up in your poison
Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall
Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall
Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall
We kicked the little baby's head against the wall
Who put the little baby swastika on the wall
Who put the little baby swastika on the wall
It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old
That's who put the little baby swastika on the wall
You rope them in young
You rope them in young
You rope them in young
You rope them in young
or maybe this for fear
Immortal Technique- Cause of Death
[Talking]
Immortal Technique
Revolutionary Volume 2
Yeah, broadcasting live from Harlem, New York
Let the truth be known..
[Verse 1]
You better watch what the **** flies outta ya mouth
Or I'ma hijack a plane and fly it into your house
Burn your apartment with your family tied to the couch
And slit your throat, so when you scream, only blood comes out
I doubt that there could ever be...a more wicked MC
'Cuz AIDs infested child molesters aren't sicker than me
I see the world for what it is, beyond the white and the black
The way the government downplays historical facts
'Cuz the United States sponsored the rise of the 3rd Reich
Just like the CIA trained terrorists to the fight
Build bombs and sneak box cutters onto a flight
When I was a child, the Devil himself bought me a mic
But I refused the offer, 'cuz God sent me to strike
With skills unused like fallopian tubes on a dyke
My words'll expose George Bush and Bin Laden
As two separate parts of the same seven headed dragon
And you can't fathom the truth, so you don't hear me
You think illuminati's just a ****in conspiracy theory?
That's why Conservative racists are all runnin' shit
And your phone is tapped by the Federal Government
So I'm jammin' frequencies in ya brain when you speak to me
Technique will rip a rapper to pieces indecently
Pack weapons illegally, because I'm never hesitant
Sniper scoping a commission controllin the president
[Hook]
Father, forgive them, for they don't know right from wrong
The truth will set you free, written down in this song
And the song has the Cause of Death written in code
The Word of God brought to life, that'll save ya soul..
Save ya soul mother****er...save ya soul..
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
I hacked the Pentagon for self-incriminating evidence
Of Republican manufactured white powder pestilence
Marines Corps. flat (?) vest, with the guns and ammo
Spittin' bars like a demon stuck inside a piano
Turn a Sambo into a soldier with just one line
Now here's the truth about the system that'll **** up your mind
They gave Al Queda 6 billion dollars in 1989 to 1992
And now the last chapters of Revelations are coming true
And I know a lot of people find it hard to swallow this
Because subliminal bigotry makes you hate my politics
But you act like America wouldn't destroy two buildings
In a country that was sponsoring bombs dropped on our children
I was watching the Towers, and though I wasn't the closest
I saw them crumble to the Earth like they was full of explosives
And they thought nobody noticed the news report that they did
About the bombs planted on the George Washington bridge
Four Non-Arabs arrested during the emergency
And then it disappeared from the news permanently
They dubbed a tape of Osama, and they said it was proof
"Jealous of our freedom," I can't believe you bought that excuse
Rockin a mother****ing flag don't make you a hero
Word to Ground Zero
The Devil crept into Heaven, God overslept on the 7th
The New World Order was born on September 11
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
And just so Conservatives don't take it to heart
I don't think Bush did it, 'cuz he isn't that smart
He's just a stupid puppet taking orders on his cell phone
From the same people that sabotaged Senator Wellstone
The military industry got it poppin' and lockin'
Looking for a way to justify the Wolfowitz Doctrine
And as a matter of fact, Rumsfeld, now that I think back
Without 9/11, you couldn't have a war in Iraq
Or a Defense budget of world conquest proportions
Kill freedom of speech and revoke the right to abortions
Tax cut extortion, a blessing to the wealthy and wicked
But you still have to answer to the Armageddon you scripted
And Dick Cheney, you ****in leech, tell them your plans
About building your pipelines through Afghanistan
And how Israeli troops trained the Taliban in Pakistan
You might have some house niggaz fooled, but I understand
Colonialism is sponsored by corporations
That's why Halliburton gets paid to rebuild nations
Tell me the truth, I don't scare into paralysis
I know the CIA saw Bin Laden on dialysis
In '98 when he was Top Ten for the FBI
Government ties is really why the Government lies
Read it yourself instead of asking the Government why
'Cuz then the Cause of Death will cause the propaganda to die..
[Man talking]
He is scheduled for 60 Minutes next. He is going on
French, Italian, Japanese television. People
everywhere are starting to listen to him. It's embarassing
For forgivness - AFI - Silver and Cold
I, I came here by day,
but I left here in darkness
and found you, found you on the way.
Now, it is silver and silent.
It is silver and cold.
You in somber resplendence,
I hold...
Your sins into me,
oh, my beautiful one.
Your sins into me.
As a rapturous voice escapes
I will tremble a prayer
and I'll beg for forgiveness.
Your sins into me,
Your sins into me
oh, my beautiful one.
Light, like the flutter of wings,
feel your hollow voice rushing
into me as you're longing to sing.
So I,I will paint you in silver.
I will wrap you in cold.
I will lift up your voice as I sink.
Your sins into me,
oh, my beautiful one, now
Your sins into me.
As a rapturous voice escapes
I will tremble a prayer
and I'll beg for forgiveness.
Your sins into me,
Your sins into me
Cold in life's throes.
I'll fall asleep for you.
Cold in life's throes.
I only ask you turn away.
Cold in life's throes.
I'll fall asleep for you.
Cold in life's throes
I only ask you turn
as they seep into me,
oh, my beautiful one, now...
Your sins into me,
oh, my beautiful one.
Your sins into me.
As a rapturous voice escapes
I will tremble a prayer
and I'll beg for forgiveness.
Your sins into me,
Your sins into me
Your sins into me,
oh, my beautiful one, now
Your sins into me.
As a rapturous voice escapes
I will tremble a prayer
and I'll beg for forgiveness.
Your sins into me,
Your sins into...
Your sins into me
Oh my beautiful one!
Everyone should hear this song, because its so beautiful
I got the perfect song for reputation. Deals with stereotyping and fame too. Specifically the last parts of verses one & two, and the whole last verse:
Nas - Star Wars
For niggers up in they mom's crib listening,
To this unadulterated Nas shit wishin it was them
Instead of me on this track on this beach with palm trees,
Drinks with umbrellas straws telling it raw
Jungle of concrete killers and snakes I was amongst that,
Bundles of crack through this funnel that's black,
I want you to vision through my telescope see the hell I wrote,
It's Reynolds when I wrap it like a envelope package,
And they would send the dope back then
Numbers, pimping and robbing, well they still robbing and pimping,
But it's small change compare to hip hopping
And did I mention millions because of lip popping,
Trips expensive gift shoppin whip driving,
Benzes, Jeeps, see, them and they b!tch got one
It's shockin you thinking nah it's just rhyming,
But all this time it's like organized crimin',
For instance, there was a time when there was a line
Between streets and business, but now peep how it's mixed in
The beef is now sickenin, everybody got paper
Words of power, because of it the cops hate ya,
The government watchin all of those who thuggin it,
They wanna lock us up cause they kids are lovin' it,
Not knowin that most rappers are straight as,
Shots ring out, whenever we clash it's star wars.
[Hook]
We call it star wars.
What happens when the shots ring out, star wars
We call it star wars.
Caviar never, I rather the Cajun blacken
Catfish no snails simple nigga to please.
Met a bad b!tch dimples in her cheeks,
She remembers Busy B battles when it was peace.
Caught myself driftin in thought, cause now it's different I thought,
Niggas was raised off the shit I record
Like I was brought up off that Planet Rock,
Kurtis Blow, James Todd Smith, Shan and Scott LaRock in the jams,
Why would they f*ck with the don, Jehovah witness
Him and his co-defendants, I eat 'em like Lucky Charms
With two percent low fat milk, five percent pro black built
It's nothin mother had a motherf*cker
I don't think about it niggers talkin there's a lot of gossip,
That I'm a prophet or I can't go back to my projects
Can I?
Does a plant grow from a plant?
Yes.
Do trees grow from a forest, MC's y'all are clitoris.
Y'all niggers roll with any click that's winnin any crew,
Doin' whatever's trendy, even they leave me too
Ain't enough room in this town
What is beef between ghetto word spitters with crowns, star wars.
[Hook]
This ain't, no Oscars or MTV, or Joan Rivers fashion police
Not what you read in tabloid seats.
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it,
Because the game was supposed to be sold we, live it.
Came from the streets we the voice of the youth,
America's nightmare was given a the mic booth,
Nike boots, leathers and jean, jewelry, cribs and cars,
Rappers not dependin on your nine to five jobs,
Entertainment, this is our world this is our language
Different regions speaking east and west gang shit,
You got your positive shit like, Common Sense
But even he had drama with the Don Mega Cube
Acknowledge the words get twisted at times it's rules
What you think is different from the block whenever we feud?
F*ck your pictures and your plaques your tours and autographs
Don't trust b!tches and niggas who tell you your all of that
Cause, they'll be in your enemies face, sayin it's safe
To run in your release party spraying the place,
Or catch you when you least on point, putting your keys in the door
Behind you with your seeds in Kay Bee Toys store,
Maybe the words get disrespectful now your niggas check you
''You gonna let that nigga play you?''
You know we gonna rep you,
Next mornin every news channel and front page,
Headlines another rapper was slayed, this is star wars.
I have one for hypocrisy, maybe...
Tool- Hooker With a Penis
I met a boy wearing vans, 501s, and a
Dope beastie t, nipple rings, and
New tattoos that claimed that he
Was ogt,
From ’92,
The first ep.
And in between
Sips of coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin’ out,
Layin’ down,
Suckin’ up
To the man.
Well now I’ve got some
A-dvice for you, little buddy.
Before you point the finger
You should know that
I’m the man,
And if I’m the man,
Then you’re the man, and
He’s the man as well so you can
Point that ****in’ finger up your ass.
All you know about me is what I’ve sold you,
Dumb ****.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.
So I’ve got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I’m the man,
If I’m the ****in’ man
Then you’re the ****in’ man as well
So you can
Point that ****in’ finger up your ass.
All you know about me is what I’ve sold you,
Dumb ****.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.
All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on tv
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty
Dollar
So...shut up and
Buy my new record
Send more money
**** you, buddy.
And one for manipulation. Kinda.
A Perfect Circle- Judith
You’re such an inspiration for the ways
That I’ll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
**** your god
Your lord and your christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why
It’s not like you killed someone
It’s not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you
Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lie
Even though he’s the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why
Not like you killed someone
It’s not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to jesus christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you..
try papercut from linkin park?
Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here’s not right today…
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia’s all I got left
I don’t know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
It’s like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face watches every time I lie
A face that laughs every time I fall
(And watches everything)
So I know that when it’s time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me
Right beneath my skin
(Chorus)
I know I’ve got a face in me
Points out all the mistakes in me
You’ve got a face on the inside too and
Your paranoia’s probably worse
I don’t know what set me off first
But I know what I can’t stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can’t add up to what you can
But everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when they close my eyes
A face watches every time they lie
A face that laughs every time they fall
(And watches everything)
So you know that when it’s time to sink or swim
That the face inside is watching you too
Right inside your skin
(Chorus)
The face inside is right beneath your skin
(x3)
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
(x2)
(Chorus)
It's like I'm paranoid, lookin' over my back
It's like a, whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I, cant stop what I'm hearing within(x3)
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin
Immortal Technique- Beef and Broccoli
“Look, let me make something abundantly clear for people that are (?) after activities, they feel like they got to comment on every one of mine. First of all, being a vegetarian should never be associated with being a revolutionary or being open minded – that’s a dietary choice. If someone wants to proliferate the type of ignorance we’re supposed to be fighting by thinking that, you’re just ****ing yourself. I don’t go around promoting beef and poultry, shoving it in peoples’ faces. I don’t castigate people for not eating steak sandwiches, and I would never diss someone for being a ****ing broccoli head or living off radishes and eating grass or tofu. I like a lot of vegan cuisine, but the illogicality of expecting everyone to adopt your particular idea of what being healthy is, is just preposterous. I’ve seen some of you herbivores, and if you want to argue health, you need to eat some kind of supplement because some of you are so skinny it’s disgusting – looking like the only hip hop mother ****ers on Schindler’s List. Being a malnutritionist has got nothing to do with being a revolutionary or being on point. I’ll be damned if I let someone else push their agenda on me. You know, I don’t eat pork – not because I’m a Muslim – I just don’t really like it, but I really will **** a bird up. And fish is good, when that shit is fresh. It’s like my nigga Vast Aire from Can Ox said, ‘If you don’t like the smell of burning meat, then get the **** off the planet.’ You know, I don’t criticize people for eating moss; then don’t open your ****ing mouth about my food, man. I like beef and broccoli mother ****er. Mind your god-damned business. Matter of fact, you know what? I’m out.”
Uhh anything by RATM
Rage Against The Machine
Rage Against the Machine (1992)
Bullet In The Head
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was red
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralised?
So serene on the screen
You was mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha ****as lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Yeah
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!
(Guitar solo)
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Check-a, check-a, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha ****as lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta ****in' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Yeah
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Uggh! Yeah! Yea!
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head (8 times, building to a shout)
A bullet in ya head (7 times, shouted/screamed)
Ya gotta bullet in ya ****in' head!
Yeah!
Yeah! (Sustained to end of drum roll)
Originally posted by HockeyHorror
Immortal Technique- Beef and Broccoli“Look, let me make something abundantly clear for people that are (?) after activities, they feel like they got to comment on every one of mine. First of all, being a vegetarian should never be associated with being a revolutionary or being open minded – that’s a dietary choice. If someone wants to proliferate the type of ignorance we’re supposed to be fighting by thinking that, you’re just ****ing yourself. I don’t go around promoting beef and poultry, shoving it in peoples’ faces. I don’t castigate people for not eating steak sandwiches, and I would never diss someone for being a ****ing broccoli head or living off radishes and eating grass or tofu. I like a lot of vegan cuisine, but the illogicality of expecting everyone to adopt your particular idea of what being healthy is, is just preposterous. I’ve seen some of you herbivores, and if you want to argue health, you need to eat some kind of supplement because some of you are so skinny it’s disgusting – looking like the only hip hop mother ****ers on Schindler’s List. Being a malnutritionist has got nothing to do with being a revolutionary or being on point. I’ll be damned if I let someone else push their agenda on me. You know, I don’t eat pork – not because I’m a Muslim – I just don’t really like it, but I really will **** a bird up. And fish is good, when that shit is fresh. It’s like my nigga Vast Aire from Can Ox said, ‘If you don’t like the smell of burning meat, then get the **** off the planet.’ You know, I don’t criticize people for eating moss; then don’t open your ****ing mouth about my food, man. I like beef and broccoli mother ****er. Mind your god-damned business. Matter of fact, you know what? I’m out.”
That song is awesome 😂