Obnoxious lyrics

[Intro]
as*h*le
Ha-ha-ha-ha, don num
Num, num, num-num
Num, num, num-num
Yeah, yeah, ha-ha

[Verse 1]
I'm obnoxious, motherf*cker, can't you tell?
Run through Little Havana, yellin', "¡Viva Fidel!"
j*rkin' off with the sheets when I stay at hotels
Drinkin' Bacardi; AA meetings
Smokin' a L
I'm broke as hell
My attitude is no good
Like workin' for white people after watchin' Rosewood
So I'm a mercenary, I don't care how I get richer
Like American companies that did business with Hitler

Get the picture, n*gga?
I'm the best of both worlds
Without the hidden camera
And the 12-year-old girl
Let's face it, you're basic
You aren't half the man that I am
I'll throw your gang sign up, and then I'll spit on my hand
Gimme a hundred grand!
Gimme your watch!
Gimme your chain!
That's your girl?
b*tch, get over here!
Gimme some brain!
I'll bust off on her face
And right after the segment
She'll probably rub it in her pus*y
Tryna get herself pregnant

I said it, I meant it, that's the way I deal with enemies
Like pro-lifers that support the death penalty
And don't talk about war when n*ggas know that you puss
A f*ckin' hypocrite, draft-dodger like George Bush
Don't push me, n*gga, 'cause I'm close to the edge
And I'll jump off with a rope that's wrapped around ya head
Send a dead fetus to my ex on Valentine's Day
The safety's off, n*gga, so get the f*ck out my way!

[Hook]
Obnoxious, n*gga
Murderous lyrics
I know that you hear it (Yeah)
Now that I'm gettin' closer and closer
I know that you feel it (Yeah)
You're eatin' off rap
And I hope you choke on your gimmick
n*ggas said Hip-Hop was dead
But I'm invokin' a spirit
We takin' it back in the day to the Golden Age
When wack motherf*ckers used to get thrown off stage
Immortal Technique, I made this to bump in your ride
Or burn it off the Internet and bump it outside
n*gga, we keepin' it live, we keepin' it live
We keepin' it live, we keepin' it live
Burn it off the f*ckin' Internet and bump it outside (Yeah n*gga!)
[Verse 2]
Look, motherf*cker, my words damage and slaughter
A ragin' alcoholic like the President's daughters
Disgustin' flow, like third-world-country tap water
But before I hit the border
Someone give me a quarter
'Cause I'ma prank call COP-SHOT just for kicks
Payback for every time that they called me a spic
And Puerto-Rican chicks tell me that I f*ck like I'm loco
And Dominican women call me the "Rompe Toto"
They call me "ocioso," I'd rather get fired than quit
I get unemployment, you work, and we makin' the same sh*t
How dare you n*ggas criticize the way that I spit?
You coffee-shop revolutionary son of a b*tch!

But you know what the f*ck I think is just pathetic and gay?
When n*ggas speculate what the f*ck 'Pac would say
You don't know sh*t about a dead man's perspective
And talkin' sh*t'll get your neck bone disconnected
Disrespected
n*ggas don't show no love
Why you tryna be hardcore, you f*ckin' homo thug?
And don't be sensitive and angry at the sh*t that I wrote
'Cause if you can take a f*ckin' di*k, you can take a joke
I'll choke your friends in front of you to prove that you've fallen off
And you won't do sh*t about it like the Church during the Holocaust
Kalashnikov machine gun flow that I fire
Obnoxious until they shoot me on the day I retire
[Hook]
Obnoxious, n*gga
Murderous lyrics
I know that you hear it
Now that I'm gettin' closer and closer
I know that you feel it
You're eatin' off rap
And I hope you choke on your gimmick
n*ggas said Hip-Hop was dead
But I'm invokin' a spirit
We takin' it back in the day to the Golden Age
When wack motherf*ckers used to get thrown off stage
Immortal Technique, I made this to bump in your ride
Or burn it off the Internet and bump it outside
n*gga, we keepin' it live, we keepin' it live
We keepin' it live, we keepin' it live
Burn it off the f*ckin' Internet and bump it outside, ha-ha-ha (Yeah n*gga!)

[Verse 3]
Damn, homie!
In high school I beat the sh*t out of you and your man, homie
Your girl wanna blow me
And don't even know me
She lonely
And she think you a phony
I take a p*ss on a development deal from Sony
Or Def Jam
'Cause you're like all of the rest, man
This ain't a verse, this is sh*t-talk at the end of the song
And you can suck a di*k if you think I ended it wrong
f*ck you and I'm gone, ha-ha-ha-ha! (f*ck y'all n*ggas)

[Outro]
Peace to the Stronghold, EOW (Cut)
Word-A-Mouf, Forbidden Chapters
IAK n*ggas
Wax Poe, killin' you slow
The Plague, I'll murder a show
You don't even know
Yeah, foul play n*gga
Ha-ha-ha, Harlem, woah!