[Intro: from the "Scarface"] [Host:] I've heard whispers the financial support your government receives the drug industry.
[Guest:] Well, the of this, of course, is that this money, is in the billions, is coming from your country. You see, you are the major of our national product, is of course cocaine.
[Host:] On one hand, you're the United States is spending millions of dollars to eliminate the flow of drugs our streets. At the same time, we are doing with the very same goverment that is flooding our with cocaine.
[Guest:] Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me you a few other that are involved in this tragic comedy.
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[Two Men in Spanish]
Technique - Worker] I'm on the border of Bolivia, working for Treated a slave, the coke fields have to be ready The spirit of my people is starving, broken and Dreaming about (REVOLUTION!) looking at my machete But the workload is too heavy to rise up in And if I ran away, I know they'd probably my moms So I pray to "Heso Preisto" I go to the mission Process the cocaine, paced and my position
[Pumpkinhead - Field Boss] Ok, listen while I'm out there, give me my product Before we chop off ya hands for misconduct I got the to shoot a copper, and not get charged And it would be sad to see your family in front of a squad So to feed kids, I need these bricks 40 tons in total, let me test it, I [sniff] Shit, this is good, pass me a And worry about them, I paid off the officials
[Diabolic - Leader] Yo, it come as a challenge, I'm the son of some of the foulest Elected by my people...the one on the ballot Born and bred to with feds, I laugh at fate And my predecessor to have his place In a third-world fashion state, lock the With 90% of the wealth in 10% of the The Central Intelligence Agency takes faithfully The finest type of China white and you'll see
[Tonedeff - American Drug Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's suddenly It's funny, we're so out of this debt this money we owe Woulda ya...mind if I told you I had two overthrown To keep our son enrolled in a school, and to keep ya tummy swollen C'mon, our fuckin' home was built on the of bloody throats The hungry stolen of souls, of course this country's runnin' coke I took a stunted to hush the one's who know But CIA conducts the flow of young hustlers who lust for dough
[Poison Pen - Drug I don't in the hood (Hit my connect) Plus what's really good, they supply for the These fucking crack me up, scrutinize like we inferior Petrified when we meet in my (calm down) My dude's'll shoot I say so, got the loot? Give me the YAY YAY Ice Cube, so don't play with my llello We won't stop for you choose (?), chop it and bag it
[Loucipher - Undercover Police Taking and tapping phones Debating snitches and cracking Past a couple, the fo', Want any hustler stacking dough with probably crack the And my overtime is where your go I your trust Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up On the low cameras taping ya Getting pop away? The prison sentence is to Make the officer leave with two out the evidence room
[C-Rayz Walz - Prison Out the evidence [Said with Loucipher] Went my fame, truck, boat or plane, watching you You you got work? They copping too We control blocks, they countries Ya own companies, we had nice cars and sneaker Now there's out there, talking 'bout the holding With bugs in they house like they South with windows open Your dough ain't long, you wrong, you take and (?) Feds will be up in your mouth...like and spoons So enjoy the rush, live off Coke bread Soon you'll be in a cell with me, Jenny Lopez In school, I was a bully, now is fully a joke I keep a flow on a for Peruvian Coke Players do favors for governers and tax Fat Quakers crack and sex acts with bad mayors The got ears, you big mouths probably scared Not to do years like Javier
[Immortal Speaking] The story just told is an example of the path drugs take on way to every neighborhood, in every state of this country. It's a lot than the on your block. So when they point the finger at you, men, this is what you've got to tell them:
Snipes - from "New Jack City"] I'm not guilty. YOU'RE the one guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the Columbian lords, all you who lobby against making legal. Just you did with alcohol during the prohibition. You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, kick the ballistics here: Ain't no Uzi's in Harlem. Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. thing is bigger than (Immortal Technique). is big business. This is the way.