Chichen Itza, indeginous scripture is my picture..
I see my true belief like knowledge from a teacher..
This is my destiny to the gods of the aztec legacy..
Show no mercy and go against the evil god named "Whitey"
Steal our land for your selfish deeds..
But be sure that nothing is forgotten..
Like your skin getting rotten from da Gang Green..
Shit unseen how these atrocities really became to be..
No bull coming from a slave that still not free..
Living da land that i'm supposed to lead..
But i cant see this glory, I feel sorry , just anotha zombie..
The living dead still asleep, but i'm tha chosen one..
I see my land in my dreams giving me goose bumps..
Satisfaction of euphoria naturally going 10 degrees..
Burning my nervous system all tha way to my cranium..
I feel the sensation gettn inflated like hot ventalation..
Pumping non stop till i feel dizzy and dropp..
To da ground as i feel da funky sound ..
Reminding me that this land of da free is just a piece..
Of a puzzle dat has me dazzled, glittering lights give me ease..
I am out not hating but with two fingers throwing tha peace..
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