PISSED OFF!

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I will lay you out for no reason. I charge with treason, then burn you at the stakes then realize your innocent. Now laughing at recent mistake. It's not the first to happen, 9/11 and the creation of el kada. War on foreign soils and the plot uncoils. Like a fish out of water, we splashing around gasping for air, does the government care? NO!! Now I ask friend or phoe, how we decide. Bush has us dizzy from his failure presidential ride. We can't even have our pride. Blinded from the enforced and binded law of America. I’m in the final show down; I'm still blasting my mouth for freedom and still waiting on god to come. I'm all over have you asking "Where you come from?” The streets of Cali that’s where I come and that’s where I remain. "What your name?" I reply, Destro, but you call me Castro! Dictation is how I run this game. Slaughter is how I take out my competition. I’m in a constant stage of repetition. Having flash backs like a Nam vet. You bet I was dropping lyrical apom armed with an assault rifle like tongue spitting words like a dictionary. Extraordinary and unexplainable, lyrics to hot that they're deemed Highly Flammable. I'm feared in countries so much they call me Hannibal Lector. Leaving my victims alive and speechless in my dungeon like fortress. Only if we could have foreseen what destruction we have now live to have intervened.