Loose automatic lyrical cannon who loaded Dan in?
Fire superhuman outta orbit for the moon landing-
Wit no cape, no costume, they claimin’ make it rain
Man I bring in the monsoon-
Drummin like Jumanji the lyrical Kamikaze
Strappin knowledge bomb explosion put life inside of your body
The false flags, fake news, propaganda, fake food
Consumin it wonder why the sickness grow inside of you-
I wouldn’t lie to you, government’s got incentive
So I hitcha wit the musical medicine that’s preventive
Medical mafia menace, stretching out treatments to endless
Focus on the symptom not the cure, big pharma- the chemist-
I go to dentist, they poison me with a neurotoxin
Second most toxic ionic molecule fluoride concoction
Rat poisonin little boys who don’t voice the choice-
And then rejoice in kickbacks they go and buy their rolls Royce

Whoa… they promote the violence though…
People up in power they be vibin low…
So… lackin in the human soul…
People come together now, they gotta go…

Inner fire quite alive, stirred not shaken
It seems the planet’s bowin down to the will of the freemason
Enough of Satan chasin all that voodoo they summon Chtulu
Claim illuminati but you don’t know what it means, do you?
The rhyme Guru, I shine to cancel out the shadow-
Those who fire back are surely-the-first that’s runnin out of ammo-
In digital camo spread binary through superposition
Fusin helium shine, my words are like nuclear fission-
Hip Hop ignition I’m on a mission music physician
Mental malnutrition’s got the genre in decomposition
The crime addiction has been linked to how to be a man
This is white supremacist’s final piece of their master plan
Teach a culture to self destroy, their young boys…
Give em guns, and crack, instead of kids toys…
Demonize love, while they masculize thug
And they sit back smug while police blast slugs…

Whoa… they promote the violence though…
People up in power they be vibin low…
So… lackin in the human soul…
People come together now, they gotta go…