My aztec soul is fluttred with furious anger I odnt play around like bench warmer but you wont see me on the side lines I'll be getting kicked out for foul play im a squirrel about to rip the nuts off your tree Im like a mexican in the field you'll never see me sitting down Im an eagle on the cactus and your the snake put lyrical submissons and make your bones break like we was in stu harts dungon You against me is like fighting a agent in the matrix the only heat i see is in your microwave oven like burned cookies my side never gets lovin i fell like a bomb with no pins i might scratch by you aint never gonan cut me we are cell mates dont drop the soap sleep on your back if not you'll get raped and choked with a half page of ink i dont care what anyone gonna think you be better off singing notes like brinty or pink Im new bee here so stand clear cuz its the illest mexican throwing shit right here

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I am here to repersent Aztlan.