Hollywood Drive By

(Verse 1: Immortal Technique)

Somebody talked *************t to me in L.A. and never lived

Cause brown roll deeper than red or blue ever did

I got bullets that'll rip through your ribs

More painful than watching R. Kelly piss on your kids

Here's the ultimatum *********a

Give me that *ASCAP*

Or give America Biggie and 2Pac flashbacks

Some *************s don't think the Underground is grimy and dirty

'Til they find your body on a ******g highway in Jersey

I fire rockets at generic topics

Your lyrics don't hold weight

Like two-dimensional objects

Cause jail culture didn't give you that fitted hat

To memorize a ghostwritten *************t verse and spit it back

I won't let your wack rhymes redefine lyricism

For a whole generation with their fathers in prison

You live inside the image of an Era that's gone

Like government officials trying to justify Vietnam

I'll leave *************s traumatized like they momma died

And they was responsible for the driveby homicide

And I don't market revolution, I live it

What you think cause you fake everyone else is a gimmick

Jealous bickering, industry slaves, the nerve of you

Like a child prostitute born into a life of servitude

Until we murder you making the red carpet burgundy

The Psycho Realm and the streets were I prefer to be

(Hook: Immortal Technique)

Hollywood Driveby, mother******g murderfest

****** clouds in the air that cause turbulence

'Revolution' mother*************a you heard of it

I light the spliff with the flag while Im burning it

Hollywood Driveby, spraying the cucarachas

War with the system like the streets of Oaxaca

Yea 'Revolution' mother*************a yea you scared of it

Well its coming to the industry now so be prepared for it

(Verse 2: Sick Jacken)

You're on some bull*************t tracks I spit them full clip raps

While most of these 'gangsta rappers' are some full fledge rats

The real Gs stay strapped in full combat

What you see in the videos is full on acts

The streets don't believe you homie

Armaggeddon in the rap game is coming and we lead the army

Rock 'Terror Tape' out of your sounds

Got hostages in pink, this is what they call hip hop now

I keep that metro *************t out of my whip

Man that dummy rap is thru, making money is about to extinct

You know the radio is trying to kill rap with that *************t

The only thing dying is the DJs when the K spit

We'll hit his CEOs and blow up A&Rs

Im taking your chips like cra*************ng your game of cards

This is how I eat holmes I will give you bars

And take the life of these stars for the state of ours

(Hook: Immortal Technique)

Hollywood Driveby, mother******g murderfest

****** clouds in the air that cause turbulence

'Revolution' mother*************a you heard of it

I light the spliff with the flag while Im burning it

Hollywood Driveby, spraying the cucarachas

War with the system like the streets of Oaxaca

Yea 'Revolution' mother*************a yea you scared of it

Well its coming to the industry now so be prepared for it

(Verse 3: Sick Symphonies)

Im from the city of fallen stars the home of bangin hard

Waitin for them at the Radio City Hall to snatch em out their ****** cars

Expose em for what they are: narcs, jakes, snake informants

Feeding us horse *************t, blaze up all of them

They say hip hop doesn't exist

Rappers talking hard dressed up like punk rock kids

Pumped up by some corporate endor******t dead corpses are voiceless

No one hears ya homie, ya little fame is over

We'll send little homies for closer like bankers cuz you owe us the mortgage

For exploiting the lifestyle that many died, jailed up for storage

Leaving most of us hopeless homies radio focused

What we're building got em all afraid

Gimme the K I'll be honored to ignite the flame

That'll burn down the game, whats fame? Keep it..

A movement.. a sonic war, mother*************a you sleepin

(Hook: Immortal Technique)

Hollywood Driveby, mother******g murderfest

****** clouds in the air that cause turbulence

'Revolution' mother*************a you heard of it

I light the spliff with the flag while Im burning it

Hollywood Driveby, spraying the cucarachas

War with the system like the streets of Oaxaca

Yea 'Revolution' mother*************a yea you scared of it

Well its coming to the industry now so be prepared for it