Leaving The Past Lyrics - Revolutionary, Vol. 2 - Immortal Technique

[Verse 1] 

They told me I would never make it, I would never achieve it 

Reality is nourishment, but people don't believe it 

I guess it's hard to stomach the truth like a bulimic 

it's a dirty game and nobody is willing to clean it 

But this is for the paraplygics, people dreamin' of runnin' 

ladies married to men who don't please 'em, dreamin' of comin' 

urbanly murderers like David Berkowitz when I'm gunnin' 

Some cowards on the internet didn't think I would sell 

scared to talk shit in person, cause they stuck in a shell 

and couldn't understand the pain of being stuck in a cell 

Hell is not a place you go, if you not a Christian 

it's the failure of your life's greatest ambition 

It's a bad decision to blindly follow any religion 

I don't see the difference in between the raw and the wrong 

Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they moms 

I'm just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb 

Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong 

by a democrat republican Cheech and Chong 

Immortal Technique, you never heard me preachin' a song 

I'm not controversial, I'm just speakin' the facts 

Put your hands in the air like you got the heat to your back 

and shake your body like a baby born addicted to crack 

And since life is a gamble like the craps tables at Vegas 

I freestyle my destiny, it's not written in pages 

[Verse 2] 

I hate it when they tell us how far we came to be 

as if our peoples history started with slavery 

Painfully I discovered the shit they kept us secret 

this is the exodus like the black Jews out of Egypt 

I keep it reality based wit the music I make 

brought the truth to your face with the style I run wit 

like the navy missile that shot down flight eight hundred 

I'm like the Africans who came here before Colombus 

and from the 15-hundreds until after the model 

I watch Latin America get raped in the sorrow 

You see the Spaniards never left despues de Colon 

and if you don't believe me, you can click on Univision 

I never seen so much racism in all of my life 

every program and newscast, all of 'em white 

It's like Apartheid with ten percent ruling the rest 

that type of stress'll make me put the fucking tool to your chest 

Step in my way nigga, I wouldn't wanna be ya 

I burn slow like (a) pissing drunk with dioreaha 

I'll do a freak show in North Korea, burning the flag 

while Jay Edgar Hoover politicians dress up in drag 

Try to confuse you, makin' it hard to follow this: 

capitalism and democracy are not synonymous 

You swallow propaganda like a birth control pill 

sellin' your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar bill 

But that will never be me, cause I'm leavin' the past 

like an abused wife with the kids, leavin' your ass 

Like a drug addict clean and sober, leavin' the stash 

unbreakable Technique leavin' the plane crash 

I'm out with the black box and I refuse to return 

I spit reality, instead of what you usually learn 

and I refuse to be concerned with condescending advice 

cause I'm the only motherfucker that could change my life 

[Ending] 

Some people think I won't make it 

but I know that I will 

Escape the emptiness 

cause that shit is slow and it kills 

the flow and the skill 

I made y'all believe that it last 

You can make the future 

but it starts with LEAVING THE PAST