i pray a heavy prayer
wake me
dear lord i cant believe i lived this long
on the verge
this must not be real
touch my hand i need a lift
im not prepared
we are safe
i havent wrote down a speech
voice is our choice
one thing is correct
politics an media disturb me
liquified synthetics
in your car an in my lungs
off a rig
death no dishonor
they died so i can say this
reincarnation
im alive dear father
4th sector
so far they cant stop me
area 51
doing hard time tho
locked down in chains
been encamped
pitch my tent wallstreet
seems like decades
couple second on the clock
ready to be free
withnessing greed
my words shall reap
put fear in society
in the wake we eat
canibals
celebrate the factors of life
naturals
outweighed by one soul
kill kill kill
one paper and a pen
murder murder murder
you have no power
SUPER POWER
I AM RAP
call me ferror
ill shut you down
rott in your grave
call me king
bow before your leader
the richest man in history
trillions in space
its facts
nine hundred ninety nine pesos
not 1 person alive
not 1 person in the past
not one person in the future
the end
-zpac