[Intro]
“How can we be sure of anything?”
“Keepin’ it raw” - Immortal Technique (x5)

[Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz]
Yo, shut the fuck up. My life like a photo shoot
Superman style, switch clothes in a phone booth, so loose
James Bond-proof with a gold tooth, showing troops
How to move loot in a warzone. You soup like wanton
Without chips like Bon Ton
Blow your face up calm, smack you with bomb palms
Be explosive, Independence Day rewind
God on stage, wise man C-Rayz shine
Fuck your mind up—get slain, you plain piece of brain
You a rookie thirsty to bust, but you can’t aim
Now we move frames like museums with big names
Get slain on the D-Train, disclaim your fame
Denounce your name, sell your soul like that chain
It’s rain for you thirsty birds—eat my words
I slurred some of the illest verbs on these curbs
Trucks swerve on the birds, got the power to splurge and make ‘em merge

[Hook: Samples with Scratches by Fresno (AKA Madsol Desar)] (x4)
“Keepin’ it raw” - Immortal Technique
“Wanted by the law for...” - Reek Geez from Da Youngsta - “Verbal Glock”
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