Beef & Broccoli - Immortal Technique

Look, let me make something abundantly clear for people that are so bereft of

activities they feel like they gotta comment on every one of mine.

First of all, being a vegetarian should never be associated with being a

revolutionary or being open-minded—that's a dietary choice.

If someone wants to proliferate the type of ignorance we’re supposed to be

fighting by thinking that, you’re just fuckin' yourself.

I don’t go around promoting beef and poultry, shoving it in people’s faces,

I don’t castigate people for not eating steak sandwiches, and I would never

diss someone for being a fuckin' broccoli head, or living off radishes or

eating grass with tofu.

I like a lot of vegan cuisine, but the illogicality of expecting everyone to

adopt your particular idea of what being healthy is, is just preposterous.

I’ve seen some of you herbivores, and if you wanna argue health,

y’all need to eat some kind of supplement, because some of y’all are so skinny

that it’s disgusting.

Lookin' like the only hip hop motherfuckas on Schindler’s list.

Being a malnutrition ass got nothing to do with being revolutionary or being on

point.

I’ll be damned if I let somebody else push their agenda on me.

You know, I don’t eat pork, not 'cause I’m a Muslim—I just don’t really like it,

but I really will fuck a bird up, and fish is good when that shit is fresh.

It’s like my nigga Vast Aire from Can' Ox said, «If you don’t like the smell of

burning meat, then get the fuck off the planet!»

You know, I don’t criticize people for eating moss.

And don’t open your fuckin' mouth about my food, man!

I like beef and broccoli, motherfucka.

Mind your goddamn business!

Matter of fact, you know what?

I’m out.

I feel like asome arroz con pollo, a banana daiquiri, and a motherfuckin bistec

empanado.