Immortal Technique & Pharoe Monch Fuck You Lyrics

[Hook]
Get, yo, hands... up against the wall and spread them
Opposition I'll just stick them
f___ you (f___ you) f___ you (f___ you)
Un-der-stand, I'm not f___ing around with you
Try to resist I'll dismiss you
f___ you (f___ you) f___ you (f___ you)

[Verse 1]
Basically I'm the worst nightmare you ever had
Think of a trigger happy n____ with a badge
Parading around Los Angeles (UH!)
High off c__e with a banana clip
Feasting off the weak street of Angeles
With a manuscript at professional a__ whippin'
Task force, brass knuckles a master at a__ kickin'
If you ask for it I blast for it, your back flippin'
No one saw it, I won't stop the clock's tickin'
Got a rookie for a partner that's ready to FIGHT n____z
The world's a merry-go-round of stereoTYPE n____z
He's the spit in the face of a pitbull and BITE n____z
Matter of fact, kinda like this cat for a WHITE n____

[Hook x1]

[Verse 2]
I got the projects on lock, they trust my logic
Cause the star cops got it from guns to narcotics
My object is to deprogram, blind your optics
You cannot stop this mission, this topic
Cause you can write tickets my n____ or get paid
Learn this game in the streets and get slayed
Collect this cheese in the end of this maze, or
Hit the desk and fill out forms for days
Need I remind you, how easy it'll be to take
The city by storm with a whole force behind you?
Shotty in the trunk and on my ankle theres a nine too
Cause psychologically the gun you use will define you

[Hook x1]

[Verse 3]
These evil streets don't sleep becareful with who you mingle
In a city where it pays to be bilingual, cho so griefo
No may a porta u culo (si) via