Stronghold Grip Lyrics - The 3rd World - Immortal Technique & Dj Green Lantern

[ad libs for first 22 seconds] 

[Immortal Technique] 

Immortal Technique, Poison Pen 

Swave Sevah motherfucker (get 'em right now!) 

I leave government spies and murderers 

wrapped in plastic like Dominican furniture 

I put the iron in you, like the center of Earth's curvature 

And make your block turn into the, border of Serbia 

My flow's dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball 

And beat you in the head like a sock with an 8-ball 

You got Stockholm Syndrome, and that's why I hate y'all 

Cause you be biggin up the industry while they rape y'all 

[Poison Pen] 

Yeah, I spaz out (spaz out) and beat the shit out niggaz 

You fag out (fag out) and beat the jizz out niggaz 

Gloves (check) ski mask (check) duct tape (check) 

Get a ducat and lost and recovered and break neck 

Bed-Stuy, BestBuy, clique and rush the {?} 

Rip up the pavement, throw the whole block on you 

Pop up, you gotta get it 

Like Ricky in "Boyz N the Hood," stoppin to scratch a lotto ticket 

[Swave Sevah] 

Yo, I feel the sudden surge given me the urge to speak (yo what up?) 

Scream somethin that's absurd and disturb the peace (fuck y'all!) 

Quick to throw a hot verse to beats 

You see the music I'm a prisoner, hip-hop is my work release 

I'm not the same Swave you knew, I'm a whole new person 

More assertive and aggressive, my attitude worsened 

I raise hell on this earth 

Your rap is over, you Casanova's gon' end up like Gerald Levert, bitch! 

[Chorus: Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, Swave Sevah] 

[I.T.] Stronghold tighten the grip, on the underground 

[P.P.] I fight back-to-back holdin my brothers down 

[S.S.] You done started, with the wrong motherfucker now 

[I.T.] Married to the cause and we loyal, we don't fuck around 

[P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the whole fuckin underground 

[I.T.] Secretly run, by commercial motherfuckers now 

[S.S.] So while you little step-and-fetch niggaz run around 

[all] Controlled demolition, we bringin the structure down! 

[Immortal Technique] 

Immortal Technique nigga, I'm the type to flip 

Cause me and my dogs fight to the death like Michael Vick's 

And I don't hit women so I'm not gonna mangle your wiz 

A prostitute with an AIDS race'll handle the biz 

[Poison Pen] 

Hit the block with a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a devil spray 

If that's a K, play yo' punk-ass infected with leprosy 

Leave you half-murdered beyond, recognition beat and indecent 

Leave you with your plastic surgeon for a remix 

[Swave Sevah] 

Yo, aiyyo I'm hard-bodied with it 

And these scars, contusions, concussions, fractures 

and pains you suffer from; I probably did it 

You ain't worth spit, I put a hit out on your mother 

Then fuck up you and your four brothers 

[Immortal Technique] 

You play Scarface when a microphone's in the room 

But you more like Pacino in "Dog Day Afternoon" 

[Poison Pen] 

ASCAP clappin 'em, all this rap traps 

Snatch that diamonds off your neck, worth 50 dead Africans 

[Swave Sevah] 

Yo, this dude is truly a joke 

That stuff got you feelin tough, must be sniffin +Peruvian Coke+ 

[I.T.] We spit Cold War syndrome, it shatters the bones 

[P.P.] Spray my dependance on your bitch face when it splatters you on 

[S.S.] Thrown in submission holds and choked 'til you tap out 

[I.T.] And shut down your party like Whitney Houston's crackhouse 

[P.P.] Stronghold, live and direct up in your set 

[S.S.] The habitual line steppers - Swave, Pen and Tech 

[Chorus] 

[ad libs to the end]