Yo      They say my words is sinister, so they plotting my death//   Like nation of Islam ministers did to Malcolm X//      But I'm never stressed, I stay with the gat in a Riot//   Ready for beef like Chicago with my hat to the side//      Glock and the clip, Locked and load with the Body Armor//   Cold Blooded, I don't give a fuck about Karma//      Because if it never comes to those who benefit from Misery//   Ain't no mother fucking way that you can ever do shit to me//      There's nothing metaphysically deep, about getting shot//   Pissing in your pants and vomiting blood on the block//      Witness Protection, trying to stay alive on a humble//   Niggas will hunt you down like Dinosaurs Alive in the Jungle//      And don't mumble when you trying to disrespect my bars//   I throw a Chinese Nigga at you affected with SARS//      Get banana boat Niggas to murder you for a gee//   Give them a green card and get you chopped up for free//      But you Ain't even worth getting your body buried//   If you were locked up, you'll be lap dancing for Commissary//      Cut the Commentary, mother fucker nobodies cares//   You try to go to thugs mansion, but nobodies there//      Cause the Judgment day for you is a empty place//   And Ima send you first class with a hole in your face//      I'm taking your space Nigga, don't act like you know me//   Cause I'll fuck your girl whether she likes it or not, like I was Kobe//      I'm Immortal Technique Nigga, you don't want to fuck with that//   I'll beat the shit out of your bitch, and take her trucker hat//      I'm still angry and bitter//   Got Niggas laughing at you after you die, like John Ritter//