Big Zoo, uh Technique, uh balances, uh, uh
[Verse 1 - Big Pound for I'm the positive when I bust mine The Zoo adds on a plus sign Addition, that's the key in the With no pause, I propel to pole (Vroom!) Ahead of the pack, light years ahead of the I a fiend a Good Book, instead of the crack That's the gold mine, negativity can't mine The black headed for the gold mine (look out, look out) And I'm positive as Showtime I make negative MC's switch in no time They change teams, rhyme about and queens of how they sellin' work to fiends Then I, switch into soldiers Those that have up on God to praise J Hova (Damn!) The rap Ice Age is And protects the Z boulder boulder
- Immortal Technique w/ Big Zoo ad-libs] Yeah, you how it goes, positivity, yeah My opinion is solid but your a common hater Splitting and dividing on like a denominator navigator movements are necessary Everything you see in videos is You need positivity you need respect in jail Because without balance be making negative record sales Neg-neg-negative record sales, ziga-zam, Technique, like
2 - Immortal Technique] I jerk off inside books and life to words Leaving concepts together you probably never heard (what?) I love when people think I'm psychologically Cause it means I overloaded their neurological Rappers try to me with disgusting incompetence But I keep it with ultimate dominance Meditating Native Americans close to Providence I speak to the spirits of ancestors at But has it that you getting raped like Lil' Bow Wow Now listen motherfuckers, don't get offended Remember, that I'll bring an end to your pretender And render dismembered, bend the fabric of time (what? what?) And put your soul in a You living a lie like thinking Jesus was born in Instead of catering to labels, something gotta I'll rip the electrons out your body and make you I seen a lot of kids come and go marketing gimmicks Because without balance, you last more than a minute This ain't a game, I'll beat the shit out you at the of scrimmage I rock in the ghetto, nigga you stuck in the village I to spit on the radio since I was eleven But I can't afford the pay-ola for Hot So I paper underground, and I'm soon to blow Moving tapes like Biggie's at Bad Boy studios [Biggie - sample]