3.04.2010

Freedom is the air we breathe



Freedom is the air we breathe



Feeling of floating while running



Towards the future with a smile on



 



Actively liberate mind from mental prison



Voice reflection of soul hoping the world will listen



Spirit grounded on firm earth



But flying amongst stars



 



On the toad towards peace and justice



There is no map of your destiny



Just the footprints your heartbeats made



In the bittersweet concrete



Various devils try to suffocate your screams



For worldly desires need to knowledge



Your history has been clouded by horrorscopes



Forecasting stop and frisk



Merely stepping out on the block you risk



Victory being victimized and your ambition assaulted



Your integrity will be xrayed



Inner strength examined for factory flaws



Drop your drawers to see the size of your doubt



Strip search your social security



Feel all around your ankles



Hiding knifesharp nouns you verbal vandal



Insult your intelligence equalize your IQ



Your brain waves will be bodily scanned



Masterplan for you to keep nothing inside your hands



Empty pockets and emptier pockets



Abolish your authenticity



Prevent positivity place pride in penetiatary



No opportunity for parole



This life sentence a broken slanguage



Cry of anguish they want to loop



Remix for your chart topping hit single



Make you’re a one hit wonder



Who has still yet to uncover the secret to success



Is beneath brown skin



In front of faith



Right next to your belly aching for revolution



You announce I’m officially alive



To the demons who want you to die



Embrace your energy move magically to mastery



Assassinate the apathy they have implanted inside



Fortified foreigners invade your veins



Disconnect from the mainframe



Running marathons underground



Below surface to discover the purpose



When you wake you see wanted



Mugshots of mystified worthless



Who has wasted the basic better days



Trying to find the exit through the maze



Running cynical circles around silence



Thinking your low volume won’t offend the neighbors



But your clarity must be crystal



They got missiles pointed at the mothership



Try to make you think freedom



Is some other shit



But this life



Is the only trip




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