Immortal Technique – Parole – Evil Genius Mix

PARENTAL ADVISORY – [Explicit]

980505A, Yeah nigga what?
You made parole. Pack your stuff, (the fuck) and get the fuck outa here.
Ay yo man, It’s about motherfucking time man,
Ay yo G, Ay yo G son, I got my papers man, I’m out this motherfucker.

I’m outa jail, and i’m never going back again,
never selling heroin, never selling crack again,
Don’t work for the government, coke packaging.
Don’t fire fire indesciribent with the mac again.
My people are stuck behind glass like a mannequin.
They pretend to give a fuck, just like the Vatican.
Second chance, fate based, two face Samaritans.
I’m outa jail, and i’m never going back again,
never selling heroin, never selling crack again,
I’m outa jail, and i’m never going back again,
I’m outa jail,
I’m outa jail, and i’m never going back again,
never selling heroin, never selling crack again,
Don’t work for the government, coke packaging.
Don’t fire fire indesciribent with the mac again.
My people are stuck behind glass like a mannequin.
They pretend to give a fuck, just like the Vatican.

Second chance, fate based, two face Samaritans.
Every time we come back, they keep on cashing in.
Prisons labor, third world slave shock comparisons.
Till we kidnapped the whole fucking garison.
Yeah, poverty makes people to wreckless things,
but corporations do worse to protect their bling.
Prisons are more over crowded than the rap game,
they say your more likely to go to jail with a black name.
Freakonomics that i speak to be bonics are fuck cronics.
Little niggers is hooked on cronik, nigga.
but if you on stage with the D.E.A as your hype man,
don’t get yourself locked up and blame the white man.
We transform gangs and criminal enterprises,
using O-G’s as advisers, before they send us to war,
after they divide us.
But i wont let them use us like teddy Roosevelt’s ruff ryders.
My movements like a fujitsu kata,
I graduated outa prison,
so fuck my album motto.

I just got my paper
Your fuckin lieing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Im coming home I will see you in a day and a half
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Ya baby Im dead serious Im coming home!!
Put that little blue thing on for me. aight!
You got that baby!!

Im on parole, and i never be alone again,
fuck this place baby, I’m coming home again.
Family wrapped around me, so i never be cold again.
Never have to knock a nigga out again, for the phone again.
Prison aint the place where you find the right of passage in,
and it slavery with nasty food in your abdomen.
Middle passage, bottom of the ship, how they pack em in.
Perpetrators on some fake shit, sweeter than sackering.
Jail house snitchers without collaborating evidence
Nigga selling niggas out for who to be the benjamins
Now I’m free hit the block eating ……
Betty hon na in and out slowly eating eggs again
Paper pencilin tryin to pay the rent again
ex con job and nobody answer – in
Feelin violence with the frustration i got build up in
but now i try not to go back to the place where i was said to have been
Turn the life around oh, fuck the establishment
Listenin to hip hop where the fuck did talent went
how the fuck did you replace your lyrics with your swagering
I’m gonna fix that rymin with the magnum
I roll up in a caravan full of north Africans
my squad got lost these soldiers these nigga ….
Watch watch when the terrorists attack again
their reaction will be that they will send us back again!

Im on parole, and i never be alone again,
fuck this place baby, I’m coming home again.
Family wrapped around me, so i never be cold again.
Never have to knock a nigga out again, for the phone again.
Prison ain’t the place where you find the right of passage in,
and it slavery with nasty food in your abdomen.
Middle passage, bottom of the ship, how they pack em in.
Perpetrators on some fake shit, sweeter than sackering.

I’m on parole
Wake UP!!
Invasion
This is an Invasion!!

Immortal Technique – Parole – Evil Genius Mix – From The Album: The 3rd World. (2008). Credits: Production: DJ Green Lantern