It's the age of information, but people, they still sleep.
Saying it's an awakening with eyes still neat.
Pineal calcified, trying to break free with thumbs on devices and shoes on they feet.
Restricting extremities. They thoughts limiting the downloads. Trying to send the chakras energy.
Inhibited by control of GMO. 5G.
Covid on mouths and minds. Masking immunity. How we living?
But like gods centuries imprisoned. We can't see til we decalcify our vision.
Moving for me and the whole with the purest intentions.
Cause seeing sis win is the same as me winnin'. What you mean competition?
We 'same team' in the system. Iron sharpens iron so we gain the precision.
Bringing the iron. Locked, loaded with proper tension. To explode and eradicate the YT opposition. What's the mission?
Warrior or pawns? What's your position?
How high's the vibration with frequency single digits?
Bring smoke and I'm wit it. Want war? Then let's get it.
We already in it. So next battle let's win it. Connect in spirit.
Let's reclaim this world and let's switch it. How dare we be at a bottom of a world we first lived in. We're the decendants.
Descending from the minds considered brilliant.
As we vibrate higher, we begin to walk in it.

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Wake up everybody time to make a new way. Balance the injustice. Centuries of back pay.
We are the indigenous. The world is in our feet. To study the infinite Universe is to study me.

Verse 2
Imagine. Your Kings on a throne. Ruling your reflection, yeah we all get along.
Cause we care for each other. My brotha what's wrong?
Come bare your afflictions while you heal with a song.
We're Tribal. Carrying the scars of our people. Protecting the roots from imposters and leechers.
Abstaining from truth all our losses had people that played both sides taking them out is the regal and lethal.
And essentially absolutely necessary. To not be true to yourself is truly very scary.
We can't trust you. The way you move it makes me wary. It's time to reign with truth.
The truth that's legendary.
From a legacy built with silver and gold. The land of abundance. Milk and honey flowed.
The lie that we're not great is all that slavery sold. Uncovering the greatest lie repositions the poles.

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