i am the eye in the sky looking at you i can read your mind
i am the maker of rules dealing with fools i can cheat you blind [eye in the sky by alan parsons project]
[verse 1: immortal technique]
yeah, my truth is the archet of coming and buried in ethiopia, watch when you fuckin' with a minneapolis somalian
when i go home the world i use to know is gone and i will live on my own for what shall it prosper the rapper with creative control to sign a deal with the devil and lose his soul my still born first expression is cold like the faces of slave masters on a pay-by phone subliminal racial supremacy chokin' me quick like the bedtime stories of joseph smith lich mob gunnin' for me tryna murder my seeds is shorty put up in denial in a basket of reeves and now i stare in to the future with a spiritual flashlight wondering who the fuck was me in a past-life bad diet fuck more die a young fast life same as a crash flight that took off when the music died on your last night tell em' the truth and they call you a traitor talk to em' honestly and they call you a hater losin' my composure cause the message is urgent talkin' reckless drunk on the mic like larry merchant cursin' at the conservants who marryin' demons who rush their wings against the air to the reason they heave in with nothin' left to believe in even a reason from livin' that was forgiven by god and our religion envision jesus risen from the dead like horus in the baptist church shakin' off the rigor mortis the borders should be illegal instead of the people that were here before the bible and all of it's sequels i speak to the detached and unrealistic that were born nobel but turned socially autistic we resisted homeland securities mission cause i know what they really envisioned...
i am the eye in the sky looking at you, i can read your mind
i am the maker of rules dealing with fools, i can cheat you blind
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