(Super-Tanzi)

I got so much stuff on my mind
You can feel my shine so it's all relative
When I say fuck to the USA
Of America my shit is terrora-
But yet its hot when I tear it up
This is for everyone
Past lives all preparing us
And when I thank god
My brother Hamdoun says Allah
How the universe so fly
Me cae en santiago say alma
People broke got no jobs
Yall rich mother fuckers on top
So I'm declaring the rebel America
My shit is so on point and its scarier
Than Sarah Palin with a axe and a dheringer
Here's a clue man hate is the barrier

It keeps us apart
I felt it from the start
I wanna reach you I'm speaking to you from the heart
You're waiting for a spark
Here's the important part
Don't live for tomorrow

Don't live for tomorrow
I know it's hard but you gotta trust God

(Boomslang)

Cloud nine is really just a disguise
We choose to use so we can move smooth through time
No hiccups or bumps in the road
A blunt ride in the pickup, see live moves slow
The smoke we blow is a medicine
Made for both the benign and benevolent
Distant relatives used the same elements
Blowing you to smitherines
Like ferdinand magellen in the phillipines
But it seems this maze lasts forever
We're rats avoiding traps trading dough to get cheddar
Its all for the better I guess though
The spiritual stripped down like berlesh shows
We've four extremities, ten toes
Twenty digital, muscles organs and bones
After that we're pretty minimal
Fact is life takes practice
And most people don't understand till they're past it
Everything that happened was so significant
If it hadn't happened the world would be different

(Super-Tanzi)

It keeps us apart
I felt it from the start
I wanna reach you I'm speaking to you from the heart
You're waiting for a spark
Here's the important part
Don't live for tomorrow

Don't live for tomorrow
I know it's hard but you gotta trust God