[HighQ] Immortal Technique - Harlem Renaissance

The 3rd World

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Harlem was once was red line district raided,
Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David,
And you why people don't own their homes,
Cuz the fuckin racist bank couldn't mortgage a loan.

Until after the invasion of gentrification,
Eminent domain of intimidation,
That's not negotiation, and it's frustrating to look at,
Every day, like watching a porno, on 56k.
Bio hazard labs instead of store rooms,
Whats next motherfucker, projects as store rooms.
You ain't fool no body in this community,
With your little fake Manhattan community group.
I.V league, real estate firms are corrupt,
They lay siege to your castle like the wars in Europe.
They treat street vendors like criminal riff raff,
while politicians get the corporate kickback.

Harlem Renaissance, a revolution of trade,
Modern day slaves, thinkin that the ghetto is saved,
So they start deporting people off the property,
Ethnically cleansing the hood, economically.
They wanna kill the real Harlem Renaissance,
Tryna put the virgin Marry through her early menapours,
The savior is a metaphor, for how we set it off,
Guerrilla war against the beasts only predators.

When I speak about Harlem,
I speak to the world,
The little afghan boy, and the Bosnian girl,
The African of sudan, the people of curtistan,
The third world American, indiginous man.
Palistanians, washington heights dominions,
Displaced New Orleans citizens,
Beach front prezilian, for fellas that you living in,
The hood is prime estate, they want back in again,
I didn't write this to write shit, because,
Some of ya'll forgot what the Harlem Renaissance was,
We had revolution music, and ardisons,
But the movement was still fucked up like Parkinson.
Cuz while we were givin birth to the culture we love,
Prejudice kept the old people outa the club,
Only colored celebrates in the party,
And left us a legacy of superiority,
Wepedy versus Markus storgindy,
And we ended up, selling out to everybody,
The dutch soldiers, and job bodies,
Banksters, modern day gangsters,
Imobile army,
They wanna move us all out the NYC.
Like the did to the Jews,
With the al har degri.
So support your own business institute of knowledge,
Cuz the real Harlem Renaissance is economic.

Harlem Renaissance, a revolution of trade,
Modern day slaves, thinkin that the ghetto is saved,
So they start deporting people off the property,
Ethnically cleansing the hood, economically.
They wanna kill the real Harlem Renaissance,
Tryna put the virgin Marry through her early menapours,
The savior is a metaphor, for how we set it off,
Guerrilla war against the beasts only predators.

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[odyssey888]

@1Psyence no its not. many of the other lyrics are wrong as well

[1Psyence]

@joshualukecarroll That's the right lyric dumbass.

[joshualukecarroll]

nice one on inluding the lyrics mate, but you've got a lot of it hilariously wrong. 'old people out of the clubs' LOL