The 4th Branch

Artist: Immortal Technique

Dance With The Devil

The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
White, brown, yellow and black color is not restricted
You have a self-destructive destiny when you’re inflicted
And you’ll be one of god’s children that fell from the top
There’s no diversity because we’re burning in the melting pot
So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
Because a dance with the devil might last you forever

Artist: Immortal Technique

Harlem Streets

Working your whole life wondering where the day went
The subway stays packed like a multi-cultural slave ship
It's rush hour, 2:30 to 8, non stoppin'
And people coming home after corporate share croppin

Artist: Immortal Technique

The Point Of No Return

This is the point from which I could never return
And if I back down now then forever I burn
This is the point from which I could never retreat
Cause If I turn back now there can never be peace
This is the point from which I will die and succeed
Living the struggle, I know I’m alive when I bleed
From now on it can never be the same as before
Cause the place I’m from doesn’t exist anymore

Artist: Immortal Technique

The Poverty Of Philosophy

Artist: Immortal Technique

"Most of my Latino and black people who are struggling to get food, clothes and shelter in the hood are so concerned with that, that philosophising about freedom and socialist democracy is usually unfortunately beyond their rationale. They don't realize that America can't exist without separating them from their identity, because if we had some sense of who we really are, there's no way in hell we'd allow this country to push it's genocidal consensus on our homelands. This ignorance exists, but it can be destroyed

Niggas talk about change and working within the system to achieve that. The problem with always being a conformist is that when you try to change the system from within, it's not you who changes the system; it's the system that will eventually change you. There is usually nothing wrong with compromise in a situation, but compromising yourself in a situation is another story completely, and I have seen this happen long enough in the few years that I've been alive to know that it's a serious problem. 

Latino America is a huge colony of countries whose presidents are cowards in the face of economic imperialism. You see, third world countries are rich places, abundant in resources, and many of these countries have the capacity to feed their starving people and the children we always see digging for food in trash on commercials. 

But plutocracies, in other words a government run by the rich such as this one and traditionally oppressive European states, force the third world into buying overpriced, unnecessary goods while exporting huge portions of their natural resources.

I'm quite sure that people will look upon my attitude and sentiments and look for hypocrisy and hatred in my words. My revolution is born out of love for my people, not hatred for others

You see, most of Latinos are here because of the great inflation that was caused by American companies in Latin America. Aside from that, many are seeking a life away from the puppet democracies that were funded by the United States; places like El Salvador, Guatemala, Peru, Colombia, Nicaragua, Ecuador and Republica Dominicana, and not just Spanish-speaking countries either, but Haiti and Jamaica as well

As different as we have been taught to look at each other by colonial society, we are in the same struggle and until we realize that, we'll be fighting for scraps from the table of a system that has kept us subservient instead of being self-determined. And that's why we have no control over when the embargo will stop in Cuba, or when the bombs will stop dropping in Vieques

But you see, here in America the attitude that is fed to us is that outside of America there live lesser people. "Fuck them, let them fend for themselves." 

No, Fuck you, they are you. No matter how much you want to dye your hair blonde and put fake eyes in, or follow an anorexic standard of beauty, or no matter how many diamonds you buy from people who exploit your own brutally to get them, no matter what kind of car you drive or what kind of fancy clothes you put on, you will never be them. 

They're always gonna look at you as nothing but a little monkey. I'd rather be proud of what I am, rather than desperately trying to be something I'm really not, just to fit in. And whether we want to accept it or not, that's what this culture or lack of culture is feeding us.

I want a better life for my family and for my children, but it doesn't have to be at the expense of millions of lives in my homeland. We're given the idea that if we didn't have these people to exploit then America wouldn't be rich enough to let us have these little petty material things in our lives and basic standards of living. 

No, that's wrong. It's the business giants and the government officials who make all the real money. We have whatever they kick down to us. 

My enemy is not the average white man, it's not the kid down the block or the kids I see on the street; my enemy is the white man I don't see: the people in the white house, the corporate monopoly owners, fake liberal politicians those are my enemies. The generals of the armies that are mostly conservatives those are the real Mother-Fuckers that I need to bring it to, not the poor, broke country-ass soldier that's too stupid to know shit about the way things are set up

In fact, I have more in common with most working and middle-class white people than I do with most rich black and Latino people. As much as racism bleeds America, we need to understand that classism is the real issue. Many of us are in the same boat and it's sinking, while these bougie Mother-Fuckers ride on a luxury liner, and as long as we keep fighting over kicking people out of the little boat we're all in, we're gonna miss an opportunity to gain a better standard of living as a whole

In other words, I don't want to escape the plantation I want to come back, free all my people, hang the Mother-Fucker that kept me there and burn the house to the god damn ground. I want to take over the encomienda and give it back to the people who work the land

You cannot change the past but you can make the future, and anyone who tells you different is a Fucking lethargic devil. I don't look at a few token Latinos and black people in the public eye as some type of achievement for my people as a whole. Most of those successful individuals are sell-outs and house Negros

But, I don't consider brothers a sell-out if they move out of the ghetto. Poverty has nothing to do with our people. It's not in our culture to be poor. That's only been the last 500 years of our history; look at the last 2000 years of our existence and what we brought to the world in terms of science, mathematics, agriculture and forms of government. 

You know the idea of a confederation of provinces where one federal government controls the states? The Europeans who came to this country stole that idea from the Iroquois league. The idea of impeaching a ruler comes from an Aztec tradition. That's why Montezuma was stoned to death by his own people cause he represented the agenda of white Spaniards once he was captured. Not the Aztec people who would become Mexicans.

So in conclusion, I'm not gonna vote for anybody just cause they Black or Latino. They have to truly represent the community And represent what's good for all of us proletariat.

Porque sino entonces te mando por el carajo cabron gusano hijo de puta, seramos libre pronto, viva la revolucion, VIVA LA REVOLUCION"

Land Of The Gun

Artist: Immortal Technique

War Is My Destiny

Artist(s): Immortal Technique, Ill Bill and Max Cavalera

Max Cavalera:

Refuse! Resist!
War Is My Destiny!
Desire Unleashed, 
War Is My Destiny!
Chaos, A.D., 
War Is My Destiny!
Under A Pale Grey Sky, 
War Is My Destiny!

Immortal Technique:

Yeah, yeah, I was an angel before the thud of the stars fell
Cast with the sternum from Satan into the pit of hell
Our beloved leader forced to be a bottom-feeder
The great deceiver that promised victory over the monkey lovers

We took a vulturous structure and traitor, fell upon em
We ripped his skin off and crowned a new son in the morning
A new president to lead our corporation
The vengeance on God and Heaven's domination

But I seduced the daughters of man and made the Nephilim
I demanded human sacrifice from the rest of them
I became the spirit that tortured and protected them
And I built them the tower of language that collected them

And then the Lord cried, water falling out from his eyes
And my children died drowning in the tears from the sky
And it was then that Satan crawled back to me with a plan
A design for the ultimate corruption of man

See back then we used to set the chosen ones on fire
You really think God only sent a single messiah?
And so we allowed the birth of many prophets on earth
And since the followers were human they were born with a curse

They began to claim superiority to their brothers
And for eighty-five thousand years conquered each other
And when they prayed before battle they were praying to me
Killing in God's name cause war is my destiny!

Max Cavalera:

Refuse! Resist!
War Is My Destiny!
Desire Unleashed, 
War Is My Destiny!
Chaos, A.D., 
War Is My Destiny!
Under A Pale Grey Sky, 
War Is My Destiny!

Peruvian Cocaine

Artists: Immortal Technique, Pumpkinhead, Diabolic, Tonedeff, Poison Pen, Loucipher, C-Rayz Walz.

Actors: Al Pacino, Johnny Depp, Wesley Snipes, Mario Van Peebles, Ice-T  and others.

Movies: ScarFace, Blow, New Jack City and others.

(Intro: from the film "Scarface"):
Host: I've heard whispers about the financial support 
your government receives from the drug industry. 

Guest: Well, the irony of this, of course, is that 
this money, which is in the billions, is coming from 
your country. You see, you are the major purchaser of 
our national product, which is of course cocaine. 

Host: On one hand, you're saying the United States 
government is spending millions of dollars to 
eliminate the flow of drugs onto our streets. At the 
same time, we are doing business with the very same 
government that is flooding our streets with cocaine. 

Guest: Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me show you a few other 
characters that are involved in this tragic comedy. 

(Two Men Speaking Spanish):
1st guy: Oye ustedes ahi, ustedes trabajando, sigue trabajando carajo
2nd guy: Oye luis cuando van a terminar?
1st guy: Ahorita
2nd guy: Pero que se apuren los burros, ahorita viene el camion apura dile
1st guy: Ahorita van a venir para recoger los productos, apurate!

(Immortal Technique - Worker):
I'm on the border of Bolivia, working 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!) looking at my machete 
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 Jesucristo when I go to the mission 
Process the cocaine, paced and play my position 

(Pumpkinhead - Cocaine Field Boss):
Ok, listen while I'm out there, just give 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 
So to feed your kids, I need these bricks 
40 tons in total, let me test it, indeed I (*sniff*) 
Shit, this is good, pass me a tissue 
And don't worry about them, I paid off the officials 

(Diabolic - Peruvian Leader):
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 
In a third-world fascist state, lock the nation 
With 90% of the wealth in 10% of the population 
The Central Intelligence Agency takes weight faithfully 
The finest type of China white and cocaine you'll see 

(Tonedeff - American Drug Distributor):
Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's suddenly grown 
It's funny, we're so out of this debt from this money we owe 
Woulda ya...mind if I told you I had two governments overthrown 
To keep our son enrolled in a private school, and to keep ya tummy swollen 
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 one's who know 
But CIA conducts the flow of these young hustlers who lust for dough 

(Poison Pen - Drug Dealer):
I don't work in the hood (Hit my connect) 
Plus what's really good, they supply for the hood 
These dudes fucking crack me up, scrutinize like we inferior 
Petrified when we meet in my area (calm down) 
My dude's'll shoot until I say so, got the loot? 
Give me the YAY YAY like Ice Cube, so don't play with my yayo
We won't stop for you bastards 
Must choose (?), chop it and bag it 

(Loucipher - Undercover Police Officer):
Taking pictures and tapping phones 
Debating snitches and cracking codes 
Past a couple, blast the fo', 
Want any hustler stacking dough with probably crack or blow 
And my overtime is where your taxes go 
I gain your trust 
Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up front 
On the low with cameras taping ya 
Getting pop away? The prison sentence is going to 
Make the officer leave with two ki's out the evidence room 

(C-Rayz Walz - Prison Inmate):
Out the evidence room (*Said with Loucipher*) 
Went my fame, truck, boat or plane, they watching you 
You think you got work? They copping too 
We control blocks, they lock countries 
Ya own companies, we had nice cars and sneaker money 
Now there's players out there, talking 'bout the holding 
With bugs in they house like they down South with windows open 
Your dough ain't long, you wrong, you take shorts and soon 
Feds will 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 
In school, I was a bully, now life is fully a joke 
I keep a flow on a 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 

(Immortal Technique Speaking):
The story just told is an example of the path that 
drugs take on their way to every neighborhood, in 
every state in this country. It's a lot deeper than 
the niggas on your block. So when they point the 
finger at you, brother men, this is what you've got to tell them: 

(Wesley Snipes - from "New Jack City"):
I'm not guilty. YOU'RE the one that's guilty. The 
lawmakers, the politicians, the Colombian drug lords, 
all you who lobby against making drugs legal. Just 
like you did with alcohol during the prohibition. 
You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's kick 
the ballistics here: Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. 
Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This thing 
is bigger than (Immortal Technique). This is big 
business. This is the American way.