Immortal Technique ~ Bin Laden

Music for the Evolution of Consciousness

[Intro: Mos Def]
Man you hear this bullshit they be talking
Every day, man
It’s like these motherfuckers is just like professional liars
You know what I’m sayin
It’s wild

[Hook x2: Mos Def]
Bin Laden didn’t blow up the projects
It was you, nigga
Tell the truth, nigga
Bush knocked down the towers
Tell the truth, nigga
Bush knocked down the towers
Tell the truth, nigga

[Verse 1: Immortal Technique]
I pledge no allegiance
Nigga, fuck the President’s speeches
I’m baptized by America and covered in leeches
The dirty water that bleaches your soul and your facial features
Drowning you in propaganda that they spit through the speakers
And if you speak about the evil that the government does
The Patriot Act will track you to the type of your blood
They try to frame you
And say you was trying sell drugs
And throw a federal indictment on niggas to show you love
This shit is run by fake Christians
Fake politicians
Look at they mansions
Then look at the conditions you live in
All they talk about is terrorism on television
They tell you to listen
But they don’t really tell you they mission
They funded Al-Qaeda and now they blame the Muslim religion
Even though Bin Laden was a CIA tactician
They gave him billions of dollars and they funded his purpose
Fahrenheit 9/11
That’s just scratching the surface


[Verse 2: Immortal Technique]
They say the rebels in Iraq still fight for Saddam
But that’s bullshit
I’ll show you why it’s totally wrong
Cuz if another country invaded the hood tonight
It’d be warfare through Harlem
And Washington Heights
I wouldn’t be fighting for Bush or White America’s dream
I’d be fighting for my people’s survival and self-esteem
I wouldn’t fight for racist churches from the South, my nigga
I’d be fighting to keep the occupation out, my nigga
You ever clock someone who talk shit, or look at you wrong
Imagine if they shot at you
And was raping your moms
And of course Saddam Hussein had chemical weapons
We sold him that shit
After Ronald Reagan’s election
Mercenary contractors fighting a new era
Corporate military banking off the war on terror
They controlling the ghetto with the fear of attack
Tryna distract the fact that they engineering the crack
So I’m strapped like Lee Malvo holding a sniper rifle
These bullets will touch your kids and I don’t mean like Michael
Your body be sent to the morgue
Stripped down and recycled
I fire on house niggas that support you and like you
Cuz innocent people get murdered in the struggle daily
And poor people never get shit and struggle daily
This ain’t no alien conspiracy theory
This shit is real
Written on the dollar underneath the Masonic seal

I don’t rap for dead presidents
I’d rather see the President dead
It’s never been said but I set precedents)

[Hook – Mos Def]

Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers
Some cowards fucked with the wrong building
They meant to hit ours