Very funny video by Ozone Magazine featuring Killer Mike, Slim Thug, Paul Wall and others on the shit they normally say.

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Funny Video: Killer Mike, Slim Thug, Paul Wall & More – Shit Rappers Say

Immortal Technique – Civil War Lyrics included below.

“More than racism, it’s stay in your place-ism”

New Immortal Technique ft Brother Ali, Chuck D & Killer Mike. Off his album “The Martyr”. Out Today! Premiered by 2DopeBoyz. Download from Mr X.

Read the full Immortal Technique “Civil War” Lyrics after the jump.

Immortal Technique – Civil War Lyrics

[Immortal Technique]
The ghetto is like a prison, with invisible bars
No matter where you ride, it always follows you where you are
And it’s hard out there, for a pimp to get outta
But it’s harder for the hooker that he beat the shit outta
I got niggas underground in the Confederate States
Ironically runnin’ from slavery that prison creates
So I never hate on the south, I respect they vision
I just hate on niggas that promote Samboism
And white execs that love to see us in that position
They reflect the stereotypes of America’s vision
They want us dancing, cooning and hollering
Only respect us for playing sports and modeling
More than racism, it’s stay in your place-ism
More people are trapped in practical blackface-ism
So fuck a Civil War between the North and the South
It’s between field niggas and slaves that are stuck in the house

[Chorus: Chuck D]
Civil war for the soul of a nation
This is a struggle to save civilization
Demonstrations overthrowing the occupation
The annihilation of mental colonization

Civil war for the soul of a nation
We fight for the future of our civilization
Destroy the corrupt government organizations
Trying to survive cultural assassination

[Killer Mike]
Crip niggas, Blood nigga, ese’s, Asians
Why the fuck we warring with each other’s population?
The devil wanna dead all our population
People in Folk nation, why the separation?
Why we got Jamaicans hatin’ on Haitians
When the British and French raped both nations?
Mexicans and Blacks kill each other, straight hating
While the government profits from prison population
If you on the bottom, be you Anglo or Asian
You gotta recognize the realness of what I’m sayin’
You gotta recognize another G ain’t the enemy
When the police ride to kill us frequently
We gotta make the youth see, where the truth be
If you a G, then grow and develop GD
50 years of gangs and our people still poor
If we really run the streets, we should really end war

[Chorus: Chuck D]
Civil war for the soul of a nation
This is a struggle to save civilization
Demonstrations overthrowing the occupation
The annihilation of mental colonization

Civil war for the soul of a nation
We fight for the future of our civilization
Destroy the corrupt government organizations
Trying to survive cultural assassination

[Brother Ali]
Listen, our hearts were torn apart just like y’all was
Watching towers full of souls fall to sawdust
Everytime we called your office you ignored us
Now you holding hearings on us all inside a Congress
Microscopes on us, ask if we’re Jihadists
My answer was in line with all of the Founding Fathers
I think Patrick said it best; Give me liberty or death
I shall never accept anything less
You claim innocence, you play victimless
But you gave the kiss of death in the name of self defense
Slavery and theft have brought the nations to the end
Of pacifying your citizenry with excess
We believe in freedom, justice, security
But they’re only pure when they’re applied universally
So certainly if I rage against the machine
My aim was only to clean the germs out of the circuitry
Heard you need putting fear inside your heart
Make you burn Qu’rans and tell me not to build a mosque
Me, my wife and babies we ain’t never made jihad
We just want to touch our heads to the floor and talk to God
Ask him to remove every blemish from my heart
The greatest threat of harm doesn’t come from any bomb
The moment you refuse the human rights of just a few
What happens when that few includes you?
Civil war

Props: Lyrics submitted by Sev

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Immortal Technique Ft Brother Ali, Chuck D & Killer Mike – Civil War Lyrics

New Mixtape from Killer Mike with features from Jeezy, TI and production from Don Cannon, No ID and more. Tracklist and Full Stream after the jump.

01. Hello [Produced by Soundtrakk]
02. In My City (Feat. T.I.) [Produced by Don Cannon]
03. At The Top [Produced by Lil C]
04. Gotta Know That [Produced by Raz/Beat Billionaire]
05. Ready Set Go (Remix) (Feat. T.I. & Big Boi) [Produced by No ID]
06. Pay Up [Produced by Lil C]
07. Cash Out [Produced by Lil C]
08. Go Out On The Town (Feat. Young Jeezy) [Produced by Raz/Beat Billionaire]
09. Blind Justice [produced by DJ Toomp]

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Mixtape: Killer Mike – “Bang x3″

Killer Mike ft Ludacris & Game – Still My N-gga. Lyrics and download included below.

“On point at game time you would play your position,
then you came around and double crossed me like a ribbon!”

Read the full Killer Mike Still My N-gga Lyrics ft Ludacris & The Game after the jump. Download/ Listen also below.

DOWNLOAD/LISTEN: Killer Mike – Still My N-gga

Killer Mike ft Ludacris & Game – Still My N-gga

[Killer Mike]
You used to be my n-gga though, my n-gga though
who’d ever thought you’d ever envy me
and talk down on me to Jigga hoe
say we was tight like Wayne pants
and it was money over b-tches
even when we made it rain (?)
Lucci over poochi no romance
and I have never loved a hoe so no hoe-mance
just my bro man,
we got to the cash money but like Nino and g-money
the money make sh-t go funny
the b-tches made it wicked
the dopeless made it hopeless
the coppers and the robbers with choppers make me they focus
my n-ggas snitching and I’m like Lord have mercy
my homie sold me out, my partner just hurt me
and all for a b-tch I hope the n-gga catch herpes
nah I’m fronting but at least the clap or something
cos any other n-gga I would have been clapping something
instead of in the studio smoking and rapping something

[Chorus]
and it’s cold outside
you can count on your grown man

you my n-gga though
you still my n-gga though
I don’t f-ck with you but
you my n-gga though
[singing]
and when it’s time to ride, yeah
you can depend on me
[Killer Mike]
you my n-gga though
you still my n-gga though
I don’t f-ck with you but yeah
you my n-gga though

[Ludacris]
we was once 2 n-ggas of the same kind
some pimps in our own, f-cking mind
on point at game time
you would play your position
then you came around and double crossed me like a ribbon
oh no, abort mission some money’s missing
went broke, I guess you got to get paid like tuition
if not the President you got to be a politician
but others like myself are trying to carry on tradition
put women in submission, I used to need permission
ta-daaa, now we running through tricks like a magician
we smoking all the mirrors I knew something was wrong
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so I made up a new trick it’s called poof I’m gone
now I see you on occasion and we holler at times
cos things aint all peachy like the Georgia lottery sign
and if you told me cocaine numbers I would think you was lying
but you got to get your’s and fool I got to get mine
Luda

[Chorus]
and it’s cold outside
you can count on your grown man
[Luda]
you my n-gga though
you still my n-gga though
I don’t f-ck with you but
ah ah but you my n-gga though
[singing]
and when it’s time to ride, yeah
you can depend on me
[Luda]
I’m still your n-gga though
I’m still your n-gga though
I don’t f-ck with you uhh uhh
but you my n-gga though

[Game - Verse 3]
Hey, I had this other n-gga who was my brother
Jigga fan undercover, the blueprints of my life with different mothers
we was the closest, out of my sisters and brothers
two G’s closer than the Gucci belt but life’s a motha
f-cker when you dealing with paper man
one of our ego’s got bigger than skyscrapers man
after I put the documentary on them Daytons man
around the Doctor everyday so I had patience man
he didn’t, around the dope spot he was pacing man
for digits, am I my brother’s keepers for real or not decisions
he was in love with strippers sort of like a bee for honey
and that was our separation like BG and Cash Money
(damn)
why does it got to be like that
I was stacking paper on tour I was gon be right back
(God damn)
why you couldn’t you let your ego die
if you see me rocking a hoody n-gga you know why,

[Chorus]
[Chorus]
when it’s cold outside
you can count on your grown man
[Game]
you still my n-gga though
you my n-gga though
I don’t f-ck with you
ah ah but you my n-gga though
[singing]
and when it’s time to ride, yeah
you can depend on me
[Game]
You still my n-gga though
always be my n-gga though
I don’t f-ck with you uhh uhh
but you my bigger bro
[Singing]
when it’s cold outside
you can count on your grown man
[End]

The Game talks about his big brother Big Fase who he has had a feud with. This is a hot collabo.

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Killer Mike ft Ludacris & Game – Still My N-gga Lyrics