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    Immortal Technique

    Internally Bleeding

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    Artist : Immortal Technique
    Title : Internally Bleeding
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    [Verse]
    Yea... Yea... Ay yo
    The things I've seen in life will make you choke by surprise
    Like an aborted fetus in a jaw that open's it's eyes
    Provoking my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken inside
    Like the feeling of 50 million people hoping you'd die
    And niggaz wonder why my heart is filled of hatred an anger
    Cause some bitch killed my first born son with a coat hanger
    I strangled out the pain until my soul was empty and cold
    Crippled and workless, so I thought that it could never be sold
    My mother told me that placing my faith in God was the answer
    But then I hated God cause he gave my mother cancer
    Killing her slow like the Feds did to the Black Panthers
    The genesis of genocide is like a Pagan religion
    Carefully hidden, woven into the holidays of a Christian
    I had a vision of nuclear holocaust on top of me
    And this is prophecy, the words that I speak from my lungs
    The severed head of John the Baptist speaking in tongues
    Like "Che Guevarra" my soliloquies speak to a gun
    Pain is slow motion like trees that reach for the sun
    Nigga the preaching is done cause I don't got a DJ
    Like Reverend Run, I curse the life of any man who kills
    Benevolent ones, I never asked to be the messenger
    But I was chosen to speak the words of every African slave
    Dumped in the ocean, stolen by America
    Tortured, buried, and frozen, written out of the history books
    Your children are holding, internally bleeding, cold blooded
    Stripped of emotion, I go through the motions, but there's no
    Life in my eyes, it's like I'm hooked up to a respirator
    Waiting to die, hooked up to the fucking chair
    Waiting to fry, sooth an electrocution currently used
    In my execution, producing thoughts at the speed of light
    Burning confusion, I'm loosing my sight, breathing is tight
    The evening is white, I made my peace with the Lord and now I
    Stand on his right..
    [Hook]
    Death is a another part of life..
    These are my last words, I'm having difficulty breathing
    Dying on the inside, internally bleeding
    Angel of death dragging me away while I'm sleeping
    Watching my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning
    These are my last words, I'm having difficulty breathing
    Dying on the inside, internally bleeding
    Angel of death dragging me away while I'm sleeping
    Watching my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning
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