[Verse 1] Sick since birth I’m livin like a miscarriage An unfixed infant who itchin to split like a shit marriage Contact full on—you act passive aggressive You in the presence of Allah, wipe my palms after I smite your jaw With the same hand that write these songs Money talks, you can’t interpret the script I translate it I close your casket with the captions to you it’s a foreign language Birth of tragedy, a calamity of my definition I body 16’s somebody bring a mortician I spit at the critic that say I need more bangas Do me a favor stab yourself wit a wire hanga I raise hell while fans raisin they hands Take it back to wen MC’s rocked rhymes not tight pants I keep dwelling in the past thinking the future look horribly morbid Because these cats can't catch my verses, let alone the chorus They trying to put me in they small frame like a fucking family portrait But that would be a tight fit like a fat bitch in a corset You don’t’ wanna suffer trauma under the suicide bomba' I'll leave you bleeding internally Open you up like a nervous teen in surgery I’ll let the wound heal then come back the next week Then put this in your larynx so I’m all that you speak And when I say you weak I mean you can’t compete with wet cardboard But I’ll have your wife leaking in the back of my Honda accord Pull out a camcorder I prefer hardcore Bad manners, jackhammer shit, slam her car door Plaster the massive dick in her armor Then I flip the script like we in parkour Cuz this game is gymnastics— This is just training and practice Came from nothing but a blank canvas Put all I had into crafting it— Mixing it and mastering it Took my broken pieces and made masterpiece [Bridge] Meet the misfit, bag full of tricks and some Riddalin Hypochondriac so I spit sick and leave no witnesses Deranged in the brain it’s a gift and curse My shit bang, like the big bang cross the universe [Verse 2] Call me a lost kid sold my soul in an auction Fucking up shit and blunt hits my primary function But i no longer hide behind a disguise Planning my demise while puffing lye Right after I make these fucking worlds collide It's the first track in and I’m blessing it A force to be reckoned wit I’m the worst mothafucka' to be mentionin' A depressed teen, 18, with all these expectations Who's mentally sick, never giving a shit, I’m aggravated I used to take the hits, now I lash out all my hatred And if you ain’t feeling that I give myself a hand, masturbation So ask me where my heart is, the answer’s that I’m heartless But I'm tired of falling in this darkness with no signs or options I live lawless, the product of a failed abortion I’ll stab you wit a swordfish for spitting garbage You not hard, you claim you popping but really make pop hits I leave you bleeding in the spirit of rapper season God never answered my prayers so I made friends with demons I’m sick of loading ammunition into these compositions So all you nitwits who hating my favorite game Russian roulette I got two techs down your neck to blow out your last breath Give you the present of death and leave you past tense

[Intro] Just a little nigga from the mil' Where it all started [Verse 1] 12/09/93 7:54, a legend was born From that day forward I knew I was destined for more But I grew up a fucking screw up Getting punched 'till I threw up my school lunch Then one day I met a cool slut, who let me have a boob touch I guess I haven’t changed my ways, (nope) I guess I’m still the same deranged patient that doctors "claim" is so insane So I cut off a couple heads and use a coffin for a bed Does it mean I completely lost it or is it all for atten-tion? And riddle me this doc, if I hit you with six shots Will ya time be up? check your wrist watch. (Tick, Tock) I used to be scared of death, since then we’ve become best friends And if u haven’t met yet I’ll give you an introduction Since genesis I been a fearless kid Don’t confuse me with a pessimist I’m a realist slash atheist I've been rocking chains since the days of the slave ships Throwing grenades at those who say that I changed or don’t make sense [Hook x2] It’s the trail of tears I been traveling on for years With sadness and madness mixed wit all your fears From the ink on the page to my voice on the beat You stay running your mouth ima keep running the streets [Verse 2] I been spitting that dope shit With more lines than a cokehead I get high all day,and get low fades With hoes that go both ways Y’all looking like fags, I got a Deniro face And if u talk about swag I’ll turn you D.O.A I swear I can let out a rhyme for like three whole days And when I say I will bury you, I mean I will leave no trace So if you talking reckless b, stop that Fall back, spit hard rap From slums where sons get mauled flat for they ball cap If you need inspiration you came to the wrong place Keep banana clips by my waist because my click be all apes I’m killing all of you that hated, said it was impossible I Came from the pavement while staying a true nigga to the molecule I’m a lost soldier on the pursuit of happiness A savage with a mac-10 for all the happy kids and pacifists So ima light one up until my regrets burn slow Next I’m coming for the whole world, don’t take it personal [Hook x2]

[Movie Sample] "I learned something from these two men. I learned to give love and get love unconditionally You just have to accept people for what they are. And I learned the greatest gift of all The saddest thing in life is wasted talent." [Verse 1] Dear diary your presence is felt You inspire me to write about these demons inside of me And express violence, but really that's an expression of self It’s me dealing wit the cards I was dealt Nobody believe in me, I’m not sure I believe in myself Got all this pain in my veins, so when the fat lady sang I hope she sound like Adele You got a problem with me or my team I’ll see you in Hell Where the demons dwell, on your knees screaming for help I've been slipping through the mud Thinking about death because I’m not living it up Giving my all but it’s neva enough Most niggas in my position are driven to fuck up, I seen it Most sluts get knocked up before they're sixteen and because they beliefs they keep it And shatter their dreams before they even conceive it R.I.P. to Christopher Rios and Pac, you not here but your spirit alive So I’m on the rise like my life's compromised You talking crime, stop it 5 I’m dropping bombs and ending the world like the mayan’s prophesized [Hook x2] It’s like I’m living in a day dream That’s why I keep my diary closer then my enemies (never pretend) I’m just trying to be what I was destined to be And steadily shine until I die, I hope y’all remember me [Verse 2] It was all a dream,I used to hide Playboy magazines Caught in my misery, and now I’m making history Using my mind like Einstein Trying to find time to connect my rhymes like Wi-Fi I can’t sleep in the nighttime Because these daydreams make me crazy And praying to a damn god is NOT gonna save me Insomniac, never awake, never asleep When I blow trees I smoke half, it’s like me, incomplete Trying to rise from the quicksand, from the land of broken promises Hearts cut open and the thrown with the rest of bones in my closet To die and sleep perchance to dream, of Shakespearian dramas My heart weeps, surgeons couldn’t cover the scars from karma Caught up in the cold world full of lost souls with no shot of return So call me absurd and I’ll respond wit the bird Because honestly i’m not that concerned with this that and the third Respect is earned so after this shit tell me what I deserve [Hook x4]

[Intro] A lot of people say I'm a bad influence, you know what I say? Fuck an influence, I’m under the influence bitch! [Verse 1] When it come to the fam' I’m the older brother My pops yelling be a man!, I’m yelling back you should've wore a rubber Now I’m arrogant taking the most profane music and blaring it Until you find out it’s my CD, now when you see me you get scared and shit So listen up, I know you probably think I'm fucked up because I cuss Do drugs, run up in sluts, and have a fuck love mindset Bitch I’m tired, so don’t say someday you’ll find it You lying, because the last time I tried it I made this bitch cry. She wanted a honest guy So I tore off my skull and gave her a piece of my mind Now I’m in a padded room, supposedly for my attitude They tried putting a straight jacket on me, that wasn’t right I’m like doc I haven’t been gay a single day of my life! I dare any man stand up to me, you’ll get paralyzed from the waist down And while your at it, here’s some paint to cover your ugly ass face, clown I bet you have nothing to say now, like Poppa Doc in "8 mile" You like planking? I’ll make sure at your wake you in the coffin laying face down Chorus: They said rap music was a bad influence Now I’m pistol whipping kids to it Feeling no remorse at all I write my name in blood on the wall And flip off cops because it’s still fuck the law I’m waiting with guns drawn so you clapped up faster than applause [Verse 2] Yesterday I went into confession, confessing my sins wit laughter Until the pastor kicked me out and told me, "never come back u bastard!" What? Is it a hateful sin To say that I’m one of Satan's kids? Or will y’all get pissed and call me a devil worshipper when I’m an atheist? Do y’all even know what the difference is? Everybody got opinions and if u don't listen in I don’t give a shit Because I see outside of the fake world the that u living in I slit my wrists until it drip, drip with blood pouring on the floor and Then mix it in with my coke addiction and up and snort it My minds gone, going off like a fucking time bomb On any and every beat you find I’ll bust a rhyme on I’m ahead of you niggas like we livin in different time zones I would tell you watch my throne, but that'd be another thing for you to dick ride on Call that pulling the rabbit out of the hat You call me a joke I be laughing at that I’m killing you cats and what u call that? Curiosity? I got an answer for that You new rappers thinking you fly with your snapback caps Fall back before you get smacked up like Rihanna And shot at like a model but you ain’t getting called back [Hook] [Movie Sample] "When a person is insane, as you clearly are. Do you know that you're insane? Maybe you're just sitting around, reading Guns & Ammo, masturbating in your own feces Do you just stop and go, wow! it is amazing how fucking crazy I really am?"

[Verse 1: Rampage The Misfit] We out here eatin Smoove….. Ayo, soon as the kick drops, the competition kicks rocks But nobody in my lane, I bring the pain to niggas like Chris Rock When I’m blastin off, I’m aimin to rearrange a pig’s jaw Either that or getting brain from a dame who crave my dicksauce I’m not so far gone, but I’ve gone so far You a oxy moron, a retard in a smart car I know my bars sound raw, but fuck all y’all! I drop bombs if the law involved than I just call Saul I cook that crystal method, when I spit I’m like a livin legend Bitches get impressed, spill they breasts when they in my presence Ch-ch-check it, niggas get distressed when I lift the weapons Call the paramedics, get the stretcher when I dead the record You done smoked too much canibus thinkin you can handle this I went from a bastard kid, to disastrous as cancer is Attack the track in the back of the lab makin classic hits My fists accurate so it’s no accident you in the black abyss [Verse 2: Jay Smoove] On the top of my game, motherfuckers couldn’t pop with the flame Im stopping your fame while copping with an opulent aim Mask obscenity, sir sirhan, ask a kennedy My flask amenity, cigar smoke, masculinity Hone the craft, spit the smoovest grooves to hit the phonograph Chop a clone in half obi wan pop a drone and laugh One for the money, none for the hoes None for the honeys, none for the bros Smack hoes give em a black rose, that’s how I mack those While you pack prose in your shit, spitting your wack flows Think the boss cares? I see the cost fair While you're lost there in public enemy crosshairs I'm on some other shit—highly glamorous Poly-amorous, yeah I want another bitch Life's a beer and a laugh. Off the syrup and on I haven't coughed in a year and a half [Verse 3: Rampage The Misfit] Anybody testing my rage, or disrespecting the name Will get buried to the neck until they head gets swept by the wave What can I say? my mental state a testament to the name Rampage The Misfit the mothafuckin best in the game Born more than a man, I come from the lands of Nazareth My pen immaculate, bars in Sanskrit back from the ashes Raisin havoc on the page until they closing the casket Rather be shunned for days than a controlled slave to the masses Ask Mammyth who got the rarest sounds, the newest talk of the town Got the key to the city now watch how I lock it down You the type to talk foul in front of crowds 'till chalk gets drawn around your pro-file This pro-cess is never pro-found Bitch I said it one time and this is the last, I’m Liam Neeson Give me a reason I got uppercuts for that ass Rappers can’t compete, if you not my dog you a fuckin flee Leave you dead in a busy street, I hear misery loves company [Verse 4: Jay Smoove] Pour my drink let it flow clean They call me shot glasses call me moe green (x2) Whats the dilemma? bury me on the throne with the crown All alone in the ground in a cemetery, free, boning around Pay me now, ima die the best, on top of shit Until they lay me down, opposite the sky to rest Im phil spector swilling chilled nector, in the mil sector Riding round like I just killed hector Ya mans trucing, plans turn you translucent with my hands deucing The bands on your grands loosen off The red red wines making head head lines And it don’t stop like I never read red signs Fuck with smoove and you get smacked to the red Im taking lunches college rappers taking punches to the back of the head You get a verbal slappin, for talking out of where your gerbils trapped in Im tryna stack up what the herbals wrapped in. Jay Smoove

[Verse 1] The lone ranger at the bodega, attack you with a cloak and dagger Prey on your prayers, while you in the closet like a coat hanger I’m serving these haters but I am no waiter You say I’m mad in the head I’m supplying the anger And I talk about death, because we are no strangers I got a contract with the devil signed wit blood on the paper Turned into ashes popping off candy rappers now and later Have u breathing heavier then an asthmatic Darth Vada Born in the boom bap In the darkside there’s no chance of turning back That’s like saying I don’t spit crack or there’s no cursing in rap I’ll use your body for target practice, all army tactics Then dismember your crew and stick em all in my mattress Now who u who sleeping on I got freak bitches like Nia Long showing thong Who suck me off while the TV on I stay guarded by castle walls since the days of Babylon You act out your wealth stunting, I'll smack your mouth like Paquao for nothing From the park bench, to becoming a myth like Lochness I stay rooted in darkness with the tools of a locksmith On my conquest, to the top of the rosters U imposters act friendly but really envy my saga. The lone ranger. (He's back) [Hook x2] The lone ranger's back in town, I'm never backing down I don’t ask questions I just blast it out You feeling lucky? better reconsider My trigger finger neva misses Steal your Mrs., than I'll leave you fishing in the river [Verse 2] Step to the slaughterhouse, where it get nasty like raw meat I turn rappers to vegans after me they don’t want beef Serving revenge for you to eat, Miami boy because I stay with the heat You had your mouth on the curb, but never tasted the street Fucking wit my team and you’ll be resting in pieces So stop fronting that mean image, your mom tells me u need Jesus So your street dreams is a joke, hate me but you need me like a stream to a boat I’ll leave you drowning undersea with no hope I spit battle raps that cut under your skin like massive axes I’m fucking the world off it’s axis until it falls into the blackness Believe me this town ain’t big enough for the both of us (But I can hold mics too) Bitch you couldn’t even hold my nuts I’ll put the Colt 45 to your head give you a fresh cut, have you spitting out wet guts Then roast you over a fire like a chestnut My squadron will get you caught up with a fistful of dollars It’ll take a nation of millions to stop us but I’m still going out swinging regardless You can’t weight me down I’m the underdog, heavyweight Blowing pounds, round for round I’ll have your eyes shut make you meditate Getting no love, besos or denero I have you killed for three pesos The flow be ova your head like halos now you dead [Hook] [Movie Sample] "Any man don't want to get killed, better clear on out the back"

[Hook: SamAnnotateple of "Burning Bright" by Shine Down] I feel like there is no need for, conversation I wonder if the things I did were just, to be different I would rather reveal myself than my, situation I wonder if the things I did were just, to be different [Verse 1] They said I walk around with a chip on my shoulda' No composa', like my girl slipped into a coma Look into my eyes you’ll see a nigga barely soba Reality sets in now emotions carryin' ova I live in the crossroads of comedy and tragedy At times I lost hope, now I’m drownin' in insanity I keep trying to get up, but fall because of gravity I hide my scars behind these bars and they so unflattering But I’m real wit myself, u want proof of what I'm talking 'bout 'Bout how I spent my youth just trying to make my mama proud But its never good enough I was never perfect shit These walls that I’m putting up hide all my nervousness Now I’m rewordin' it in terms y’all could relate to Always have faith in myself yet I’m so unfaithful So wen them haters talk down I’ve learned not to listen 'Cuz no matter what they say I ain’t ashamed I was born different [Hook] [Verse 2] Y’all hungry for a piece of mind? I’ll give you a piece of mine (listen) While evenly beastin' that’s right I beat the odds I'm a misfit, who's not ashamed to scream it loud Started out a decent child Now I got em thinking how...could he Just throw his life all away And take off like a rich man’s holiday See I ain’t looking for a sign of praise I’d rather play video games with my bros to feel at home when I'm away Or tell my girl that I love her to death So 'till my last breath I’ll always keep you in my heart And nobody can change the fact my persona strange But I’m just taking my life and making it art So while I might seem hard on myself There’s a part of myself that just wanna die And I’d rather live with that fact then live in a lie So I’ll just take my box of Newports to slowly blow the pain out I knew I was different since the day that I fuckin' came out [Hook] [Verse 3] You wanna ride wit a nigga I’m in the eye of the storm Yolo don’t apply to a nigga 'cuz like a phoenix I am reborn Came from the denominator seeing danger out my peripherals One bullet in the chamber, spin it, no more pain than came the reciprocal Image of my baby brother's face made me break down Left me speechless no words could even explain how I would never leave you by yourself 'Cuz the future bumpier den my old complexion Just to clear it up, I'm always here to help That’s why I rap mad hungry like Dr lector In Sunday school they never answered my questions Next semester, protesting became my profession I spit affliction that’s non-fiction, proud I was born different You should be 2 don’t try to fit in it’s cool to be true don’t forget it Just think how the losers end up winning Like right now I’m cooking up hits like moms in the kitchen So eat up them quesadillas, open them books and read up And watch how I bring to life everything that I used to dream of [Outro] The great poet Ralph Waldo Emerson once wrote "To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment" That quote always resonated in me'cuz my whole life I been discriminated against for being different But that's how I was born I'm not a leader I'm not a follower I'm a rebel with my own cause I never gave a fuck about expectations or what people feel is right for me 'Cuz at the end of the day this the life the chose me And I just talk about it most people just stay silent I can't 'cuz when I die people'll remember me for what I was Different

[Verse 1] You want to take shots of alcohol? I’ll send straight shots to your upper jaw And fuck you up raw like sex wit no condom on In school I never got along wit my peers I was too busy hollering at soccer moms in the parking lot outside sears Oh my! Lets take some time to rewind the clock Before these fake felines were all over my (moan) I’m talking Halloween in second grade I cut off my neighbors leg, with a razor blade That everyone thought was fake Trick or treat was never meant for me Because I’m ill mentally, with lyrics especially Obsessed wit the kill murder weapons are my accessories Chopping limbs off pedestrians, just for looking at me I kill shit naturally, I turn active soldiers to missing in action I’ll drain the piss out your bladder, make you ashamed to be a rapper I'll help u find another passion, just to shit on that one Now beat that. No Mike Jack, no career and no deal You went from street cat to street rat And now you just road kill [Hook] [Verse 2] Who got skills, that could destroy and rebuild Entire regions? I'm fire breathing MC's who claim to be real I grip the mic like I grip the steel Like my life depends on it Put a niggas death on it, I got a license to kill You the type to bring a candle to a flamethrower fight I’m the type that’ll take your shine and turn off the lights YoU say you committing crimes and never lose in a fight But when its time to ride wit your niggas you nowhere in sight I see it in your eyes you be fucking with the blue and whites I hope it was worth the price, I hope you made peace with God on your final night Lay you on your deathbed wit a mac 10 and shotty Bullets ringing through your intestines midsection and reshaping your body Until you deformed beyond recognition, and see these demons within me I don’t need an exorcism or a second opinion I just need some prescriptions, blast the doc if he don’t fill it in And kill any witnesses, I let them know who the illest is! Bitch [Hook]

[Hook] [Verse 1] Having good dreams about bad women Willing to do anything all for some attention And I just met her, but we go way back Eyes of a angel that she hide beyond those raybans So let’s face facts, life move fast and I want you in it Why don’t you take a chance? Or else you might miss it I know you say you don’t fuck with niggas because they all the same I know your last man played the scrimmage, I took them out the game Now I’m on the road to fame, never cruising slow If life is a bitch, then yours is beautiful But somehow, she still not convinced Because she got so many friends that are no longer here She’d rather run away and stray from the rest I say that ain’t living baby that place only lead to regret So she ask me to weigh all her options out I know you afraid of the stage But take a shot of me to the brain and come let all your problems out [Hook] [Verse 2] My best friend Bruno went to the marines he been gone awhile He met the chick of his dreams and he bout to be a father now The thought is crazy he about to have twin babies While my other nigga Juanito got shipped out to the navy As for my brother AV he about to split in a couple months Dream chasing outside the state for him I’ll smoke 100 blunts All of my friends building they future by means of escape It’s easy to see the loser he's making a stupid mixtape Some nights I can't sleep so I'm dreaming of death My inner demons hidden beneath the weed and jim beam on my breath Sinking in debt, spilling sweat for this petty check got bills to my neck With the inkpen the Mil feel I'm as real as it gets So don't confuse crazy with passionate I’m about to blast the fifth and end all the sacrilege I come from Hell’s kitchen spitting because I’m ravenous This life is fast as shit I knew that since the beginning Still a young misfit the only difference is now I'm dealing with grown decisions [Hook]

[Verse 1] I used to try and conform for acceptance Then I broke free from the norm and put it all in a sentence Desperate for answers I overlooked the questions Feeling senseless a kid with manic depression So distant, self confidence non-existent Void in my soul I looked for something to fill it No desire for living so I took a track and just killed I wear my heart on my pistol which means I'll never conceal it It’s getting harder to breathe and shit behind this mask And harder to live peacefully with a spineless dad Fuck all the times we had, you always came to me pissed off Which makes sense seeing all that you do is just shit talk About how you fucking hate me and I never used to say shit But today I see perfectly clear no lasik My future rewritten because my life at stake at every minute Now I’m convinced that it wasn’t shit to begin with I’m sorry mama I know I only proved you right About how eventually I’ll just end up ruining my life I wish things could've been different but it’s just too late now I’m saying my last goodbyes don’t cry it’s my time to be laid down [Hook] Tell all my siblings I’m sorry I should've been a better brother Wipe the tears out mama’s eyes and take good care of her And tell all of my tios that they made me a grown man And not to blame the fam for my actions that’s just who I am Nobody understands it's something that I have to do I'm not looking for compassion I just hope I gave y’all a laugh or two Some call my aggression a symptom of my repression Or call me a sick kid and call this my cry for attention I call it a second chance to start from scratch Having regrets about who I am and not able to live the facts The doctor saying I should look forward instead of back at the past But my pineal gland implanting visions of how I’m living is bad So I’m loading the clip hoping to get some beautiful bliss. (damn) I can’t believe I’m going thru with this shit It’s a sickness, having the mind a misfit Now its no pain or love, ima just taste the gun Ima just die young like all the thugs do Make sure u give my shorty kisses and hugs too Because I love you and that’s the truth Don’t worry when I come back through Things will be better and It’ll just be me and you forever. (gunshot) [Hook] [Intro] [Verse 1] Travel on the highways of my mind To see the secret societies that’s lived throughout time If you don’t see them you blind I can't overstand your weak thought process It’s true I blow trees but I think shit you can’t comprehend Play the beat I lock it in, make it official Talk shit I’ll knock your kin, speak the language of my pistol Red dot aimed at your forehead have you looking like a Hindu Your God is non-existent so nobody will miss you Ima heathen that’ll hustle you for breathing The immaculate bastard, killing rappers it’s the season Freshmen lists and number one hits don’t mean shit I remember my teachers telling me I ain’t gon be shit, parents in agreement Ima bad influence on the youth kids, But the truth is I don’t do this for you bitch so say my music is a nuisance I say its art, decapitation is fascinating So believe me when I say this: my words are razor sharp I stay in the land of the tyrants, settin flame to the environment Until you kno my name, and address me as your highness I’ll cut out your fucking iris have you seeing reality That fighter mentality will speak to you solemnly What a tragedy that so many casualties come from my battling You try and kombat my family and I’ll finish you fatality Don’t step to this demented kid Or you’ll be in need of a vest and shit You’ll get no love like dj’s in the club that let the record skip So for now I’m fucking lesbians Having sex wit 10’s again Kissing her she kiss her friend Some wrestling we gets it in I’m the perverted wordsmith With a dirty mind that gets worse wit time I’ll take your rhyme and reword it To sound like bible verses. (Revelations) Thou shalt not step to me I’ll inject you wit a dose of lethal reckoning For its the God of rap appropriately titled Choose any other God or idol and I’ll turn you suicidal You lived a long life and I’ll show you the end of your cycle You’ll die under the hands of Rampage the motherfucking psycho [Sample] [Verse 2] Always been part of the minority Disrespecting authority The cause of terror in the modern era Of storytelling orally Deep meaning and realness my only currency I’m here to tell washed up authorities You boring me. useless like old warranties Writing wit the pen until I wear it, only thing I cared about Because I was socially unaware of my whereabouts I was stuck living in my parents house Until they kicked me out for popping off at the mouth My bags was packed before they made a sound Sick of what simon say That sticky haze just ease my mind When I rhyme it help’s me concentrate Like I’m in a alternate reality in my zone Nietzsche and string theories Inhaling the smoke of Henry David Thearou You know how it goes exclusive neighborhoods keeping us the most segregated My homie drove to the wrong one when the bullets penetrated It’s easy feeling lonely but harder to trust When our own country run by the rich and corrupt Fucking disgrace, the high prison rate Mainly blacks and Latins because the pigs discriminate They could shoot me in my own place and probably get a raise Nobody safe, even the children get no wages for high profits Discrimination alive from Clifton walker to Trayvon Martin The war just starting flip off the government watch Use your brain kids don’t let Fox stations Keep you brainwashed tune out of the box The concept is so basic but the world is so flagrant Slavery never died it’s just reincarnated That’s why I spend my days awake neva sober Brain unstable doctors saying I’m fatal but I’m a soldier Never run, you know what fuck it this coma is done [Sample]