stronghold grip lyrics – immortal technique

“stronghold grip”
(feat. poison pen, swave sevah)

[ad libs for first 22 seconds]

[immortal technique]
immortal technique, poison pen
swave sevah motherf*cker (get ’em right now!)

i leave government spies and murderers
wrapped in plastic like dominican furniture
i put the iron in you, like the center of earth’s curvature
and make your block turn into the, border of serbia
my flow’s dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball
and beat you in the head like a sock with an 8-ball
you got stockholm syndrome, and that’s why i hate y’all
cause you be biggin up the industry while they rape y’all

[poison pen]
yeah, i spaz out (spaz out) and beat the sh*t out n*gg*z
you f*g out (f*g out) and beat the j*zz out n*gg*z
gloves (check) ski mask (check) duct tape (check)
get a ducat and lost and recovered and break neck
bed-stuy, bestbuy, clique and rush the {?}
rip up the pavement, throw the whole block on you
pop up, you gotta get it
like ricky in “boyz n the hood,” stoppin to scratch a lotto ticket

[swave sevah]
yo, i feel the sudden surge given me the urge to speak (yo what up?)
scream somethin that’s absurd and disturb the peace (f*ck y’all!)
quick to throw a hot verse to beats
you see the music i’m a prisoner, hip-hop is my work release
i’m not the same swave you knew, i’m a whole new person
more *ssertive and aggressive, my att*tude worsened
i raise h*ll on this earth
your rap is over, you casanova’s gon’ end up like gerald levert, b*tch!

[chorus: immortal technique, poison pen, swave sevah]
[i.t.] stronghold tighten the grip, on the underground
[p.p.] i fight back-to-back holdin my brothers down
[s.s.] you done started, with the wrong motherf*cker now
[i.t.] married to the cause and we loyal, we don’t f*ck around
[p.p.] stronghold overthrow the whole f*ckin underground
[i.t.] secretly run, by commercial motherf*ckers now
[s.s.] so while you little step-and-fetch n*gg*z run around
[all] controlled demolition, we bringin the structure down!

[immortal technique]
immortal technique n*gg*, i’m the type to flip
cause me and my dogs fight to the death like michael vick’s
and i don’t hit women so i’m not gonna mangle your wiz
a prost*tute with an aids race’ll handle the biz

[poison pen]
hit the block with a pen and glock, a ox and rocks, a devil spray
if that’s a k, play yo’ punk-*ss infected with leprosy
leave you half-murdered beyond, recognition beat and indecent
leave you with your plastic surgeon for a remix

[swave sevah]
yo, aiyyo i’m hard-bodied with it
and these scars, contusions, concussions, fractures
and pains you suffer from; i probably did it
you ain’t worth spit, i put a hit out on your mother
then f*ck up you and your four brothers

[immortal technique]
you play scarface when a microphone’s in the room
but you more like pacino in “dog day afternoon”

[poison pen]
ascap clappin ’em, all this rap traps
snatch that diamonds off your neck, worth 50 dead africans

[swave sevah]
yo, this dude is truly a joke
that stuff got you feelin tough, must be sniffin +peruvian coke+

[i.t.] we spit cold war syndrome, it shatters the bones
[p.p.] spray my dependance on your b*tch face when it splatters you on
[s.s.] thrown in submission holds and choked ’til you tap out
[i.t.] and shut down your party like whitney houston’s crackhouse
[p.p.] stronghold, live and direct up in your set
[s.s.] the habitual line steppers – swave, pen and tech

[chorus]

[ad libs to the end]

/ immortal technique lyrics