Peruvian Cocaine (feat. Tonedeff, PumpkinHead, Poison Pen, Loucipher..., Diabolic & C-Rayz Walz)
Immortal Technique
Hip-Hop/Rap
68,059
Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Immortal Technique
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Waleed Shabazz
Songwriter
Sean George
Songwriter
Robert Alan Diaz
Songwriter
Pedro Antonio Rojas Jr
Songwriter
Felipe Coronel
Songwriter
Immortal Technique
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southpaw
Producer
Toure "Southpaw" Harris
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm on the border of Bolivia
Workin' for pennies
Treated like a slave
The coca fields have to be ready
The spirit of my people
Is starving, broken, and sweaty
Dreaming about revolution (Revolution!)
Lookin' at my machete
[Verse 2]
But the workload is too heavy
To rise up in arms
And if I ran away I know
They'd probably murder my moms
So I pray to Heso Preisto
When I go to the mission
Process the cocaine
Paced and play my position
[Verse 3]
OK, listen Juan Valdez
Just get me my product
Before we chop off ya hands
For worker's misconduct
I got the power to shoot a copper
And not get charged
And it would be sad to see your family
In front of a firing squad
[Verse 4]
So to feed your kids
I need these bricks
40 tonnes in total
Let me test it, indeed I
Shit, this is good
Pass me a tissue
And don't worry about them
I paid off the officials
[Verse 5]
Yo, it don't come as a challenge
I'm the son of some of the foulest
Elected by my people
The only one on the ballot
Born and bred to consult
With feds, I laugh at fate
And assassinate my predecessor
To have his place
[Verse 6]
In a third-world fascist state
Lock the nation
With 90% of the wealth
And 10% of the population
The Central Intelligence Agency
Takes weight faithfully
The finest type of China white
And cocaine you'll see
[Verse 7]
Honey, I'm home, never mind why
Your bank account's suddenly grown
It's funny we're so out of this debt
From this money we owe
Would ya mind if I told ya
That I had two governments overthrown
To keep our son enrolled in a private school
And to keep our tummies swollen
[Verse 8]
C'mon our fuckin' home was built
On the foundation of bloody throats
The hungry stolen of they souls
Of course this country's runnin' coke
I took a stunted oath
To hush the ones who know
The CIA conducts the flow
For these young hustlers
That lust for dough
[Verse 9]
I don't work in the hood
(Hit my connect)
That's what's really good
They supply work to the hood
These dudes fuckin' crack me up
Scrutinize like we inferior
Petrified when we meet in my area
(Calm down)
[Verse 10]
My dudes won't shoot
Till I say so
You got the loot?
Gimme the yay-yay like Ice Cube
So don't play with my yayo
We won't stop for you bastards
My street scramblers chop it and bag it
[Verse 11]
Takin' pictures and tappin' phones
Debatin' snitches and crackin' codes
Faster cuff or blast a fo'
When any hustler's stackin' dough
Let's pump the crack or blow
And my overtime is where your taxes go
[Verse 12]
I gain your trust
Get you to hand weight to us
'Cause we paid up front
On the low with cameras tapin' ya
Gettin' proper weight
The prison sentence is due
Make the call and then leave
With two ki's out the evidence room
[Verse 13]
With my fame, truck, boat, or plane
They watchin' you
You think you got work?
They coppin' too
We control blocks
They lock countries
And own companies
We had nice cars
And sneaker money
[Verse 14]
Now there's players out there
Talkin' 'bout they holdin'
With bugs in they house
Like they down South
With windows open
[Verse 15]
Your dough ain't long
You wrong, you take shorts and soon
Feds'll be up in your mouth
Like forks and spoons
So enjoy the rush, live plush
Off coke bread
Soon you'll be in a cell with me
Like Jenny Lopez
[Verse 16]
And in school I was a bully
Now life is fully a joke
I keep a float on the boat
For Peruvian coke
Players do favors
For governors and tax makers
Fat Quakers smoke crack
And sex acts with bad mayors
The walls got ears
You big mouths probably scared
Not prepared to do years like Javier
Written by: Felipe Coronel, Pedro Antonio Rojas Jr, Robert Alan Diaz, Sean George, Waleed Shabazz
