Lick Shots

(Intro)

This is the Invasion

The Evil Genius Green Lantern!

Immortal Technique, "The 3rd World"

It's on now mother****** - ha, ha drop

You know you got the right to bear arms, huh

Sometimes you might have to brandish a mother************* firearm

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

(Hook)

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

Lick shots for the revolution!

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

But watch, where the ************* you shootin'!

Yo, where you aimin' at? Where you aimin' at?

Where the ************* you *************s aimin' at?

Where you aimin' at? Where you aimin' at?

This is only for the hardcore wherever you at, yeah

(Verse 1: Immortal Technique)

Volume 1, cop killer, hip-hop has never been realer

Volume 2 shot up the president like a guerilla

New York police state capital tried to swallow me

Locked me longer than Puerto Rico been a colony

Thirteenth Amendment slavery property

And now they signin rappers that promote their philosophy

************* that, ************* hip-hop is not Republican

That's just the white mother******s that own the publi*************n

And get the ************* out, if you want the foreigners gone

I paint the White House black and park my car on the lawn

Marry a Muslim girl and ************* her five times a day

Every time right before we shower and pray

You damn right the AK, symbolizes Jihad

But a holy war, is a conversation with God

You ************* *************s misinterpret what you don't understand

Stackin' the wrong sign can end up, shootin' your man

Shootin' each other, shootin' your brother

Aim the gun at the right mother******

And leave him colder than the prison in Russia

Or America's white power structure

*************s love to say "************* revolution!"

Until the jury come in and move for the prosecution

And then brothers act like a born-again Huey Newton

Forgot about the bull*************t music they was producin'

But my *************s aim precisely, through the confusion and

(Hook)

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

Lick shots for the revolution!

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

But watch, where the ************* you shootin'!

Yo, where you aimin' at? Where you aimin' at?

Where the ************* you *************s aimin' at?

Where you aimin' at? Where you aimin' at?

This is only for the hardcore wherever you at, yeah

(Verse 2: Crooked-I)

I got a hundred shooters with me, Ruger shoot you through the kidney

Stand in front of the judge and lie quicker than Scooter Libby

I'm runnin' through the city, dear God

If I murk the racist Rush Limbaugh I wonder would you forgive me

Somebody told me Glenn Beck is the Klan’s overseer

See ya, time to let him see a damn soldier

Flip your Landrover, I told ya I blam toasters

Gun pop off like the mouth of Ann Coulter

This is my gangsta religion

See I aim with precision, point blank the position

I'm black as them ancient Egyptians

Before European historians went and changed the description

I'm blamed for the 'caine in the kitchen

The C.I.A. playin' with the pigeons, same pain that I'm pitchin'

Listen, you dudes better watch the hook

I'm a boxer, coppers'll come up, Hoffa, look

They wanna get rid of this conscious crook

Like I'm an agnostic, apocryphal, non-canonical Gospel book

But I ain't goin' nowhere, that's the mother*************' truth

America don't care for its inner city youth, so I

(Hook)

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

Lick shots for the revolution!

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

But watch, where the ************* you shootin'!

Yo, where you aimin' at? Where you aimin' at?

Where the ************* you *************s aimin' at?

Where you aimin' at? Where you aimin' at?

This is only for the hardcore wherever you at, yeah

(Verse 3: Chino XL)

Puerto Rican superhero!

XL eternal, my journal, Sojourner, Nat Turner

Cop murdered by the certain burner turned in the back of his sternum

He flirted with pullin' me over for bein' brown, I bust

Now he in the back of the truck with Don Imus

I must, take aim when I lick shots

Throw stray bullets like when Nas got off of Pharoahe Monch

These pigs wanna see us dead inside a jail cell

Turn us from Shawn Carter to Sean Combs to Sean Bell

My temper 'bout to break like levees in New Orleans

Catch Jimmy Iovine when he refinance his mortgages

Kid illusion is dead, we movin' with the blue and the red

Latin Kings, Giuliani with a gat to his head

Y'all don't lick shots like killers aimin' at the Feds

Y'all lick shots like Jenna Jameson and Superhead

Pigs slice to Venice and beef at the benefits meet

Buried him on Venice Beach with the flies and the bees

Chino and Immortal Tech'

Kill *************t like the Chinito at Virginia Tech

And Jacob ain't your friend, he's a *************' jeweler

Blap! Blap! I shoot the cats off your *************' Pumas

(Hook)

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

Lick shots for the revolution!

Lick shots, lick shots, lick shots, lick shots

But watch, where the ************* you shootin'!

Yo, where you aimin' at? Where you aimin' at?

Where the ************* you *************s aimin' at?

Where you aimin' at? Where you aimin' at?

This is only for the hardcore wherever you at, yeah