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Freedom of speech, motherfker
Okay, something for the kids (hahaha)
Pinocchio
I got no strings to hold be down
To make me fret or make me frown
I had strings, but now I'm free
I got no strings on me
Verse 1
Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand
girls know that I'm a freak like the elephant man
Intelligent plans
fk a record deal, I want development land
With my benevolent clan
And that's the reason that I only trust my fam
40,000 records sold, 400 grand
fk a middle man, I won't pay anyone else
I'll bootleg it and sell it to the streets my self
I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf
And because of this executives try to diss me?
Racism frozen in time like Walt Disney
And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors
If I switch up my politics and change my behavior
Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat
b*tch that never spent a day in the street
But I repeat that nobody can hold my reigns
I put the truth on tracks nigg*, simple and plain
Pinocchio
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings, but you can see
There are no strings on me!
Verse 2
I guess to America I'm a disaster
A slave that was destined to own his masters
Independent in every single sense of the word
I say what I want, you fkin little sensitive herb
This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech
But now you want try to control the way that I speak
And O'Reilly you think that you a patriot?
You ain't nothing but a motherfkin racist b*tch
Fulla hatred, pressin a button trying to eject me
But I ain't got no motherfkin deal with Pepsi
No corporate sponser telling me what to do
Asking me to tone it down during the interview
Tryin' to minimize the issue, but I'm keeping it large
I love the place that I live, but I hate the people in charge
Speakin is hard when you got strings attached
So I'm a say it for you 'cause I ain't got none of that
And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain
Aiyyo son, let this little nigg* explan:
Pinocchio
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings, but you can see
There are no strings on me!
Come on son, y'all know the way that I do
Immortal Technique dot com live for you
And I know sometimes it be making you nervous
The way I smash puppet rappers that belong in a circus
You motherfkers just can't compare
Looking for a fan base that's no longer there
I know that you're scared, and you're hidin' up in the cut
But this is freedom of speech nigg*, tell 'em what's up
Word nigg*, fk John Ashcroft! nigg*, fk Fox News! fck those snake-ass
girls Tryin to manipulate your opinion, tellin you what to think
Word the fk up, like "we invaded 'cause we want to free them"
You racist motha fka, you don't give a s**t about those people
You can suck my d*ck!!
(hahahaha)
Another rum and coke at the bar, nigg*
Its my day off, word up
fk, for the kids, (ha) for the kids (hahaha)
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