Live in the jungle where they turned us into hoodrats
Death toll: insane. More adventures than the Rugrats
Enemies blasting gats while our government blasts gas
Sitting in their own smell, while my people in Hell
We're given blind eyes in the dark passages we dwell
The rich aint give us no help, but I swear I'ma do well
Anger fueling my fire, only taking me higher
Sprouting out wings; no Red Bull to make my flyer
Don't need thermometers to tell me that I'm spitting fire
Dare to call me liar; consequences will be dire
Came and saw a sign saying "Real People For Hire"
So I'ma keep it real and stay committed to my job
I'm not living for today, my mind's too busy leaping frogs
But seeing this corporate world, I should be leaping hogs
Tryna bring a better tomorrow, and put an end to sorrow
I am my country's hero, call me Palestinian Zorro
