🔵 By Charles Summers. Photo by lauragrafie.
Sitting in a torture cell with revenge on my brain,
doing push ups, pull ups and burpees to maintain,
gotta keep this rage caged until they let me off the leash,
I’ma beast and I’ma show’em they should’a left me asleep,
this administration thinks there is no repercussions to their actions,
they set us up gassed then attack us, so we got to put a plan in motion,
to get at these rodents, use physical violence as a way to expose’em.
See I was bred in a killing field, where it gets real and for disrespect blood get spilled,
and since they cross the line, I don’t know about you but I’ma die for mine,
no surrender or compromise talking is over rated, they finna hate it,
because I’m the beast they should’a under estimated,
so blinded by rage I’m surprised I can articulate it,
I get up every day motivated, pushing my body to the limit,
so when the time comes I’ma be able to finish.