Immortal Technique — Freedom of Speech

[Intro] Heh heh heh Freedom of speech, motherfucker! [Chorus: Pinocchio sample & Immortal Technique] I got no strings to hold me down (Okay) To make me fret or make me frown (Somethin' for the kids, hahahaha) I had strings, but now I'm free There are no strings on me [Verse 1] Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand Bitches know that I'm a freak like the Elephant Man Intelligent plans, fuck a record deal I want development land with my benevolent clan And that's the reason that I only trust my fam 40,000 records sold, 400 grand Fuck a middleman, I won't pay anyone else I'll bootleg it and sell it to the streets myself (Haha) I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf And because of this, executives try to diss me (Fuck y'all) Racism frozen in time, like Walt Disney And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors If I switch up my politics and change my behavior (Huh) Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat Bitch niggas that never spent a day in the street But I repeat that nobody can hold my reins I put the truth on tracks, nigga, simple and plain [Chorus: Pinocchio sample] I got no strings, so I have fun I'm not tied up to anyone They've got strings, but you can see There are no strings on me [Verse 2] I guess to America I'm a disaster (Oh no) A slave that was destined to own his masters Independent in every single sense of the word I say what I want, you fuckin' little sensitive herb This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech But now you want try to control the way that I speak (What?) And O'Reilly, you think that you a patriot? (Yeah right) You ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' racist bitch Full of hatred, pressin' a button tryin' to eject me (Hahaha) But I ain't got no motherfuckin' deal with Pepsi No corporate sponsor tellin' me what to do Askin' me to tone it down during the interview (Never!) Tryin' to minimize the issue but I'm keepin' it large I love the place I live but I hate the people in charge Speakin' is hard when you got strings attached So I'ma say it for you 'cause I don't got none of that And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain Ayo son, let this little nigga explain [Chorus: Pinocchio sample] I got no strings, so I have fun I'm not tied up to anyone They’ve got strings, but you can see There are no strings on me [Verse 3] Come on, son, y'all niggas know the way I do Immortal Technique dot com live for you And I know sometimes it be makin' you nervous The way I snatch puppet rappers that belong in a circus You motherfuckers just can't compare Lookin' for a fanbase that's no longer there I know that you're scared and you're hidin' up in the cut But this is freedom of speech, nigga, tell 'em what's up [Outro] Word, nigga! Fuck John Ashcroft! Nigga, fuck Fox News! Fuck those snake-ass bitches Tryin' to manipulate your opinion, tellin' you what to think Word the fuck up, nigga Like, "We invaded niggas ‘cause we want to free them." You racist mothafucka! You don't give a shit about those people You can suck my dick! (Hahahaha) Relax, Tech, relax Another rum and coke at the bar, nigga! It's my day off, word up! Fuck For the kids (Ha), for the kids (Hahaha) Beat Bandits