yo, we be stuck again lately, brother, say, "c'est la vida"
so i'm shucking off the crazy stuff, impeding defeatists,
been trying quitting using dumb stuff i don't really need,
and making each of my guns into the steel of a heater.

i be
straight scheming how to freeze all these demons
y'all waiting on a hero, i say let the free people lead us,
feel me - all your fear appears when you think that they'll beat us
if they fit to hit ya, flip 'em, mixing piff with qigong and aikido

we'll greet the sinners grinning, saying how it's nice to meet you,
vying for an aisle to ride up inside your mind and reach you,
slide in sly and silent, defiling babylonic memes
i'll be reciting fire rhymes till y'all up on the creed

dip and let the cities bleed, sip the river, sit and breathe,
eat to be alive - necessities with simple needs
listen, heed,
epiphany is imminent.
you with me?
i'm seeing millions of fists christening victory

the snakes are venomous, let's see if they can mess with us
invest in the men in us, offensive defense set to bust,
all of us are dying; let's be fighters for the dust
we got grave grievances and feats of strength like it was festivus

the so-called masters are all caught up in the travesty of ego,
masses watching just sit back and let the havoc wreak, so
i focus faster as the bastards use their backwards speech
go harder as a martyr,
got a garden, don't you hassle me

they placidly saying, "it's exactly how it has to be.
complacency's great. we don't see the system crashing, B.
relax, Z, actually, this too shall pass in peace.
just grab your chains and follow me back to the pasture, please."

i'm asking, "chief, whose news are you following?
some voodoo or does it have a basis in some knowledge? see,
i was in school, i got polluted like a scholar should be
now i want the truth, not a looser noose to collar-cook me."

i got the proof in my pack if you tryna read
some sages wrote pages way back in time, outlining policies, lately
we been erasing all the senses from us commonly,
bound to end up all bent out of shape just like our bodies be

going out to all the cats who slave for college fees -
what are we, humans or some wannabe commodities?
i don't follow trends that depend upon demolishing our planet
and i'm thinking THAT's what we should be abolishing

let's make a pact - i won't crush my soul and package it, or be so
sociopathic i just big-up how bad i spit,
if that's what rap is, fuck myself like i was wacking it,
i'm sick of sitting in this rotten cheese like a maggot, dig?

the big picture is sicker at the core
it seems impossible we'll rally now and kick it out the door
we're in some stormy seas, but i'm meeting the force
cause somewhere deep inside my head i remember seeing shores

so hands on deck men, we'll soon arrive for war,
everybody let's prepare for what we got in store
release the sheets cause we bout to jibe to port
and take a deep breath cause it provides you with support

back on the attack, viva la vida,
we want our freedom, motherfuckers, take us straight to your leaders.
we'll take the reigns from 'em, break 'em till they fall into pieces,
and tell our children to never this shit be repeated.

viva la vida
y muerte al babylon,
bitches,
it ain't changed since the days of
the preachings of jesus.
believe it.
this an honest word.
we risk the end of the world.