*featuring Big Zoo
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[Intro]
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Big Zoo, uh
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Technique, uh
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Positive balances, uh, uh
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[Verse 1 - Big Zoo]
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Pound for pound
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I'm the most positive when I bust mine
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The Zoo adds on like a plus sign
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Addition, that's the key in the ignition
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With no pause, I propel to pole position (Vroom!)
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Ahead of the pack, light years ahead of the wack
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I give a fiend a Good Book, instead of the crack
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That's the gold mine, negativity can't hold mine
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The black bear's headed for the gold mine (look out, look out)
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And then I'm positive as Showtime
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I make negative MC's switch styles in no time
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They change teams, rhyme about kings and queens
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Instead of how they sellin' work to fiends
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Then I, switch thugs into soldiers
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Those that have given up on God to praise J Hova (Damn!)
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The rap Ice Age is over
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And positivity protects the Z boulder boulder
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[Chorus - Immortal Technique w/ Big Zoo ad-libs]
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Yeah, you know how it goes, positivity, yeah
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My opinion is solid ground but your a common hater
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Splitting and dividing on numbers like a denominator
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Third-eye navigator movements are necessary
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Everything you see in videos is secondary
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You need positivity like you need respect in jail
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Because without balance you'll be making negative record sales
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Neg-neg-negative record sales, ziga-zam, Technique, like this
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[Verse 2 - Immortal Technique]
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I jerk off inside books and give life to words
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Leaving concepts stuck together you probably never heard (what?)
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I love when people think I'm psychologically disturbed
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Cause it means I overloaded their neurological nerves
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Rappers try to serve me with disgusting incompetence
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But I keep it positive with ultimate dominance
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Meditating with Native Americans close to Providence
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I speak to the spirits of ancestors at pow-wows
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But rumor has it that you getting raped like Lil' Bow Wow
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Now listen industry motherfuckers, don't get offended
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Remember, that I'll bring an end to your pretender agenda
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And render contenders dismembered, bend the fabric of time (what? what?)
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And put your soul in a blender
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You living a lie like thinking Jesus was born in December
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Instead of catering to labels, something gotta give
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I'll rip the electrons out your body and make you positive
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I seen a lot of kids come and go with marketing gimmicks
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Because without balance, you don't last more than a minute
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This ain't a game, I'll beat the shit out you at the line of scrimmage
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I rock shows in the ghetto, nigga you stuck in the village
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I wanted to spit on the radio since I was eleven
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But I can't afford the pay-ola for Hot 97's
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So I make paper underground, and I'm soon to blow
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Moving tapes like Biggie's ghost at Bad Boy studios
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[Biggie - Hypnotize sample]
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[Chorus]
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Positive Balance
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Immortal Technique |