Call me the rap Che Guevara

[Boyager]

Loungin' in the black grave's terror
I lace tracks wid terror forever smellin' death
Reoccurrin' like the hands of burnin' flesh
Must be the spirit of Koresh that keep me turnin' in the bed
Troopers hoverin', you'll be sufferin' crews be buggin'
When they rather shoot they brother than abuse the government
Our crews make compliments from writin' darkness
When we spark this the hardest part is when Gods is
dealing with fake artists,I face charges for speakin' my piece
Unleash the beast after nine eleven still got beef wid police
Streets' a warzone we more prone to violence and greed
No voice leaves no choice they tryna silence the seeds
Time is when will you get yours, stop relyin' on me
I'm firin' wid speed so before you dyin' you'll bleed
This is a war call I warn y'all stay up 'fore you're held
Or get fucked up cut up your wrist and kill yourself