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Immortal Technique

Genres: Hip-Hop

The 3rd World Lyrics - Immortal Technique

Immortal Technique and DJ Green Lantern 

Third world mother fuckers! 

 

I'm from where the gold and diamonds are ripped from the earth 

Right next to the slave castles where the water is cursed 

From where police brutality's not half as nice 

And makes the hood in America look like paradise 

 

Compared to the AIDS-infested Caribbean slum 

African streets where the passport's an a American gun 

From where they massacre people and try to keep it quiet 

And spend the next 25 years tryin' to deny it 

 

I'm from where they cut your hands off if you make a fist 

And niggas throw 'coca cause the job market doesn't exist 

Except slave labor modern day company store 

And peace keeper's don't ever, ever come here no more 

 

From where the bombs that they used to drop on Vietnam 

Kill us children born deformed eight months before they born 

I'm from where they lost the true meaning of the Qur'an 

'Cause heroin is not compatible with Islam 

 

And niggas know that, but throw that poppy seed anyway 

'Cause that food dropped parachute does not come everyday 

I'm from where people pray to the gods of their conquerors and practically 

Every presidential a money launderer 

 

From where the only place democracy is acceptable 

Is if America candidate is electable 

And they might even have a black president, but he's useless 

'Cause he does not control the economy stupid! 

 

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from, the Third World son 

Been to many places but I'm Third world-born 

Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son 

You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone 

The waters poisoned where I'm from son 

Seven hundred children die by the end 'this song 

Revolution will come, where I'm from: the Third World son 

Constant occupation, leaves the Third World torn 

 

I'm from where the catholic churches are some racist shit 

They helped Europe and America rape this bitch 

They pray to white Spaniard Jesus, who's face is this 

But never talk about the black Pope Gelasius 

 

I'm from where Soviet weapons still decide elections 

Military is like the Mafia, you pay for protection 

Catamite, sex tours, is what the country sells 

And rich white businessmen make the best clientèle 

 

I'm from where they too pussy to come film Survivor 

And they murder Coca-Cola union organizers 

I'm from where the justice system esta podrido 

Fuck government niggas, politic over perico 

 

(Spanish) 

 

Cause Rico laws don't apply to the CIA 

And mother fuckers make sneakers for a quarter a day 

I'm from where they overthrow democratic leaders 

Not for the people but for the Wall Street Journal readers 

 

From where blacks, indigenous peoples and Asians, were once 

Slaves of the Caucasians and it's amazing how they trained them 

To be racist against themselves in a place they were raised in 

And you kept us caged in 

 

Destroyed our culture and said that you civilized us 

Raped our woman and when we were born you despised us 

Gentrified us, agent provocateur divide us 

And crucified every revolutionary messiah 

 

So I'm a start a global riot 

That not even your fake 

Anti-communist dictators can keep quiet 

Fuck your charity medicine, try to murder me 

The immunizations you gave us were full of mercury 

 

So now I see the Third World like the rap game soldier 

Nationalize the industry and take it over! 

 

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from, the Third World son 

Been to many places but I'm Third world-born 

Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son 

You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone 

The waters poisoned where I'm from son 

Seven hundred children die by the end 'this song 

Revolution will come, where I'm from: the Third World son 

Constant occupation, leaves the Third World torn 

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