My rhymes are flaming,
Gas chambering,
My voice is soft like Israelian,
Thoughts hits you like a slug to your neck,
I didn’t mean to hit you,
It’s just a reflex,
Put on your gloves and your vest,
Time to protest,
no time to relax,
Viva la revolution for all mexican,
You need to build a wall,
To keep out the americans,
World cup, gives more divided power,
Everybody benefits of soccer players aiming higher,
Iniesta are trying to retire,
But I think he can’t get off it,
Like a successive liar,
Like Napoleaon I am holding it down,
Like Egypt I am combined,
By two forces of the same struggle,
War will never end,
It is the same struggle,
Simplicity is good and all,
But never forget the power,
Of complex thought,