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Immortal Technique – Reverse Pimpology lyrics
Hypocrites, hookers, sex offenders
Ya'll niggas want to be pimps and players?
This ain't 1997 nigga

I'd rather be rich and unhappy, then broke and miserable
Because the game don't give a fuck, if you live at all
And that pitiful, so my position is pivotal
You can hate me all you like, but you worship the principle
I inspire revolution, the government's not invincible
Vietnam to Venezuela, trick knowledge they pimpin' you
All up in the hood, like McDonald's and liquor
Selling aids medicine, well we know you got the cure nigga
You livia conspiracy theory, but hear me
From a business perspective it makes more sense, clearly
'Cuz more over, that's what we go to war over, and numbers don't lie
Unless we do Bush and Gore over
Free markets, make money disingenuously
But I invest in agriculture biochemistry, so a nigga from the hood pussy
What type of crime is that
But execs are like 'you from Harlem where your diamonds at?'
(Stupid nigga)

(It's all part of the game
If you looking for the money or the fame
The players and rules ain't change
You see we're tryin' to leave a name
So we're turnin' out)

This is how pimps get pimped,
And players get played
Rich people get robbed
And broke niggas get paid
New York, London, Chicago, Philly and L.A
Miami, DC, Bemore and out in the bay

(With everything out of the frame
See, we deserve to stake that claim
If we didn't it's a crying a shame
What we're concerned about
Is how to turn it out)

Show me a pretty girl, with the world stuck to her
And I bet you there's a brother that's tired of fucking her
Lots of niggas girls are someone else's one night stand
I probably make some bitches nervous, listening with they man
And if that offends somebody, I'm sorry, fuck you
What you think?
Revolutionaries don't like to fuck too
You just gotta be wearin' dangerous gouchie
Cover your hair like coofy some rappers think that they live in a movie
Until they get herpes, a clap from a groupie
And I don't need to shout you out
Nigga you know who you be
Look. These people are only players because they got played
And have not let go of that shit since the seventh grade
Yeah you got your heart broke, life sucks doesn't it
But you shouldn't fuck up someone else's life because of it
Someone did your mother like that, that's why your fatherless
Before jail racist cops, that's what the problem is

(The game, gaaammmee
Who's the one to place that blame
We gettin' trapped in a cycle of pain
With a generation headed down the drain
That's how we turn it out)

This is how pimps get pimped
And players get played
Beautiful women get cheated on
And gangsters sprayed
Jersey, Detroit, Denver, Phoenix, Atlanta, Texas, Vegas, Seattle
And down fucked up Louisiana

(Regardless of the money you're paying
To Spend it on a watch and chain
But can't offer your children a thing
What the hell is going on in your brain
We gonna turn it out)

I'm not a crack rapper
I'm not a back packer
I'm not a whack rapper
Moonlighting as a bad actor
I treat labels like the projects, 'cuz I'm a hater
Go to the Sony building and piss in the elevator
Haters or hustlers, crooks and cheap smugglers
Bootleg my own album, to reach customers
Every city state, in the country, the hood loves me
Even aborigines in Australia bum me
This ain't underground fans, where all the color are talcum
And who the fuck you think buy Fifty and Jay albums?
Who the fuck you think made Snoop and Dre platinum
Call up any major record label and ask them
But they some devils in disguise in hip hop
That the moment Republican fundraisers with Kid Rock
I hope one my of fans has one of your kids shot
And blame it on acid, Prozac and Slipknot
You a pussy acting hard like bitch cop
I'd drop you do the floor like a reverse wrist lock
Eat your food and shit on you, like a highway pit stop
And make revolutionaries outta kids that used to flip rocks
The government pimped 9/11 to go to Iraq
And history repeats itself, right on track
'Cuz thats a tragedy, and then the comedy begins (why)
Because its funny mother fucker's don't see it come around again

When can we be free (be free)
We only want to live our lives (live our lives)
With our eyes open (open your eyes)
Stupid motherfucker (stupid motherfucker)
(Open your eyes) Open your eyes
Before you die (before you die)
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