Parole (Evil Genius Mix)歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : Felipe Coronel
[00:00.020] 作曲 : Felipe Coronel
[00:00.41]Intro: Immortal Technique + (parole officer)
[00:00.62](980505A) Yeah ***** what
[00:04.26](You made parole) What?
[00:06.15](Pack your stuff) The ****?
[00:08.15](And get the **** out of here) A-haha
[00:10.09]Aiyyo man, it's about **********in time man
[00:14.71]Aiyyo G, aiyyo G son, I got my papers man
[00:19.06]I'm out this ************!
[00:20.00]Immortal Technique
[00:20.01]Yeah, I'm out of jail, and I'm never going back again
[00:23.49]Never selling ******, never selling crack again
[00:26.13]Don't work for the government coke packagin
[00:28.73]Don't fire indiscriminate, with the mac again
[00:31.62]My people are stuck behind glass like a mannequin
[00:34.31]They pretend to give a ****, just like the Vatican
[00:36.95]Second chance, faith based, two-faced Samaritans
[00:39.79]Every time we come back, they keep on cashing in... {"{"}*record rewinds*}
[00:42.83]I'm out of jail, and I'm never going back again
[00:45.28]Never selling ******, never selling crack again
[00:47.97]I'm out of jail, and I'm never going back again
[00:50.70]I'm out of, I'm out of (I'm out this ************!)
[00:52.80]Yeah, I'm out of jail, and I'm never going back again
[00:56.19]Never selling ******, never selling crack again
[00:58.83]Don't work for the government coke packagin
[01:01.56]Don't fire indiscriminate, with the mac again
[01:04.25]My people are stuck behind glass like a mannequin
[01:07.00]They pretend to give a ****, just like the Vatican
[01:09.64]Second chance, faith based, two-faced Samaritans
[01:12.43]Every time we come back, they keep on cashin in
[01:15.17]Prison labor, third-world sweatshop comparisons
[01:17.92]'til we kidnap the whole ****in garrison
[01:20.40]Yeah, poverty, makes people do, reckless things
[01:23.69]But corporations do worse to protect they bling
[01:26.33]Prisons are more, overcrowded than the rap game
[01:28.86]They say you more likely to go to jail with a black name
[01:31.60]Freakonomics that I speak through ebonics
[01:33.99]And **** Phonics, little *****s is +Hooked On+ chronic
[01:36.78]But if you on stage with the DEA, as your hype man
[01:39.66]Don't get yourself locked up, and blame the white man
[01:42.51]We transformed gangs and criminal enterprises
[01:45.31]Usin O.G.'s as advisors
[01:47.40]Before they, send us to war, after they divide us
[01:50.04]But I won't let 'em use us like Teddy Roosevelt's Rough Riders
[01:53.53]My movement's like a jujitsu kata
[01:55.71]I graduated outta prison, so **** my alma mater *****
[01:59.00]Interlude: Immortal Technique + (woman)
[01:59.14](Hello?) Yeah yeah, what's up yo?
[02:02.09](Hey, how you doin?) Yo, you know what?
[02:04.08]I just got my papers (you're ****in lying!)
[02:06.72]Yo I'm comin home to you, I'll see you in like a day and a half
[02:09.71](*screams* Oh my God, I'm so happy! Are you serious?)
[02:12.39](*screams* I'm so happy! Are you ****in serious?)
[02:14.09]Yeah, I'm dead serious baby, I'm comin home (oh my God!)
[02:16.58]Put the little blue thing on for me, aight?
[02:19.13](You got that baby, yeah!)
[02:20.53]Immortal Technique
[02:20.73]I'm on parole, and I'll never be alone again
[02:23.91]**** this place baby, I'm comin home again
[02:26.55]Shorty wrapped around me so I'll, never be cold again
[02:29.20]Never have to knock a ***** out, for the phone again
[02:31.99]Prison ain't the place that you find your rite of passage in
[02:34.67]It is slavery, with nasty food in your abdomen
[02:37.36]Middle passage, bottom of the ship, how they pack 'em in
[02:40.11]Perpetrators on some fake ****, sweeter than saccharin
[02:42.83]Jailhouse snitches without corroborating evidence
[02:45.53]*****s sellin *****s out for true to be, Benjamins
[02:48.22]But now I'm free, hit the block, eatin Entenmann's
[02:50.96]Benihana in and out, flow to eat to enter in
[02:53.69]Newspaper pencillin, tryin to pay the rent again
[02:56.43]Ex-con job interview, nobody answerin
[02:59.18]Feelin violent from the frustation I got pent up in
[03:01.87]But not tryin to go back to the place, I was sent up in
[03:04.61]Turn my own life around, **** the establishment
[03:07.40]Listenin to hip-hop like "Where the **** the talent went?"
[03:10.13]How the **** did you replace, lyrics with your swaggerin?
[03:12.77]I'mma fix that, rhymin on with the mag-a-num
[03:15.51]I roll up in a caravan, full of North Africans
[03:18.16]My squad got, more soldier *****s than the Saracens
[03:20.89]Cause just watch (watch!) when the terrorists attack again
[03:23.63]Their reaction's gonna be draft 'em and send us back again
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[03:26.78]I'm on parole, and I'll never be alone again
[03:29.27]**** this place baby, I'm comin home again
[03:32.16]Shorty wrapped around me so I'll, never be cold again
[03:34.90]Never have to knock a ***** out, for the phone again
[03:37.58]Prison ain't the place that you find your rite of passage in
[03:40.28]It's slavery, with nasty food in your abdomen
[03:42.92]Middle passage, bottom of the ship, how they pack 'em in
[03:45.76]Perpetrators on some fake ****, sweeter than saccharin
[03:48.55]I'm on parole