3rd World

Harlem once was red line district rated
Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David
And you wonder why people don't own their homes
'Cause the racist bank wouldn't fuckin' mortgage a loan

Until after the invasion of gentrification
Eminent domain intimidation
That's not negotiation
And it's frustrating to look at every day
Like watching a porno on 56K
Biohazard labs instead of storerooms
What's next motherfucker projects as dorm rooms
You ain't fooling nobody in this community dude
With your little fake Manhattanville community group
Ivy league real estate firms are corrupt
They lay siege to your castle like the Moors in Europe
They treat street vendors like criminal riff raff
While politicians get the corporate kickbacks

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Harlem Renaissance a revolution betrayed
Modern day slaves thinking that the ghetto is saved
'Til they start deporting people off the property
Ethnically cleaning the hood, economically
They want to kill the real Harlem Renaissance
Trying to put the Virgin Mary through an early menopause
The Savior is a metaphor for how we set it off
Guerilla war against the rezoning predators

When I speak about Harlem, I speak to the world
The little Afghan boy and the Bosnian girl
The African in Sudan, the people of Kurdistan
The third world American indigenous man
Palestinians, Washington Heights, Dominicans
Displaced New Orleans citizens
Beachfront Brazilian favelas that you livin' in
The hood is prime real estate they want back in again
I didn't write this to talk shit, I say it because
Some of y'all forgot what the Harlem Renaissance was
We had revolution, music and artisans
But the movement was still fucked up like Parkinson's
'Cause while we were giving birth to the culture we love
Prejudice kept our own people out of the club
Only colored celebrities in the party
And left us a legacy of false superiority
W.E.B. Du Bois verses Marcus Garvey
And we ended up selling out to everybody
The Dutch soldiers and the John Gotti's
Bankers ? modern day gangsters, a mobile army
They want to move us all out the NYC
Like they did to the Jews with the Alhambra Decree
So support your own businesses and do the knowledge
'Cause the real Harlem Renaissance is economic

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This is an invasion
An occupation
Immortal Technique
The evil genius DJ Green Lantern
And you're now understanding guerrilla warfare
Is being spread by the superpowers of the industry
To the third world underground of the streets

This is for all those who have been labeled extremists
Maniacs, terrorists, shit
Welcome to the third world

Invasion, a ramp of monetary inflation
That brought us all to the footsteps of this nation
Peruvians, Haitians, Ecuadorians
Nicaraguans, Colombians, Salvadorians

They call us terrorists after they ruined our countries
Funding right wing, paramilitary monkeys
Torture the populaces, then blame the communists
Your lies are too obvious, propaganda monotonous
And that's not socialist mythology
This is urban warfare, to the streets of your psychology
So I'm like the legs of a paraplegic really
'Cuz I'm still part of you, even if you can't feel me.

You can never debate me, the M4's at your baby
Like troops and gats in Iraq do daily
So you can marginalize the way you portray me
But don't get Hollywood and try to play me
We could shoot it out in a dinner, like juice in the 80's
New jack city, classic crack mack villian
Shouting BET mount black on the Rap City

You got a contract to kill me, motherfucker that's fine
'Cuz there's a contract to kill your family when I die
So when your car explodes, don't be surprised
Soldier, I'm like marine core C4, even blow this spot with the beat rocking at 3,4
Canvas the flow, like the ghost of Michaelangelo
This is the anthem, Immortal Technique and Green lantern
Don't say shit bitch, you don't want the che che to come and fft
You know what I sick with, lyrical tuberculosis
Cocaine overdoses, blood come out your noses
That's when death approaches
March to my death, smiling
Laugh at the M's viling
There's no escape from this political asylum

Revolutionaries don't fear execution
Cuz the death of my (? )is a good constitution
It's just the beginning of spiritual evolution
God will reincarnate me as revolution

You can't take out a revolution
You can't kill an idea
Fuck, is you stupid?
You kill that man
He becomes immortal

Ignore the triplets
This is a fully loaded four four
Third world underground hardcore
Street hop locked and loaded
Motherfucker you should know it
Flash the door to the game
Open it overthrow it