This is a song about "An"

An immortal technique

Yea i'm missin some sleep

Anorexics an apatite

Look, now roll my j tight

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Just an alert of an amber

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie