Immortal Technique Audio Technician Lyrics

Yo I conduct guerilla warfare throughout the pj's
On the government control by wack DJ's
Plan water down commercial cause a payola
Taking orders from the label on the 2-way motorolas
Spit solar rays on DJ's who think they raw
Right before I break your fingers off on a car door
And I'm give your girl a C-section with a chainsaw
And graffiti my name with the blood stains on the floor
Hardcore on a fake turntablist brotha, you wack niggas
blend
Like yellow and purple colors, motherf*cka nobody wanna
hire a decoy
You couldn't spin in the club as a f*ckin B-boy
Cause juvenile cats don't get the big picture, gimme
dat vet stacks And go back to your Fisher Price mixa
I'm about to hit ya like da pentagon after I take off
Yo JS-1 cut this mothaf*ckas face off

{JS-1*scratches*}
Train train train and chuck chuck chuck
{*continues scratching*}
Cut cut cut, cut like a guillotine
{*continues scratching*}
Any questions?

(Hook)
This for the DJ's who play the real Hip-Hop
Not for popularity reasons, but for the love of the art
Turntablers...Audio Technician
JS on the wheels of steel
Can, can break a beat, cut, scratch and transform
{JS-1*scratches*}
Y'all original...I don't need MTV I can smash your
clique like 1,2,3
(Fade)