I’m the president of the shadow government
The grand governor of the federal reserve
Public enemy of the society
The one you cannot see the thirty three degree
Before you call the shot but now it’s our turn
Blow up the system now and tables have turned
Your hidden knowledge you thought I’d never learn
I strike a match and make the whole place burn
I’m the real WMD
I’m your number one public enemy
I’m the one, your runaway slave
I’m the one, the one who got away
Automatic rapid fire
Automatic make me inner danger
Automatic rapid fire
Automatic make me inner danger
Lethal make me lethal, I’m a weapon
Danger make me danger AK-47
Lethal make me lethal, I’m a weapon
Danger make me danger
Cameras that track me
They try to entrap to me
Through shadows I creep
'Cause I know exactly
The knowledge you keep
I’m the word on the street
I’ve got nothing to lose
The whole World to gain
Slipped out of your noose
Now I’m running your game
I beat the hive
I upset the swarm
Category five
I’m the center of the storm
We not gonna stress
Put me to the test
I strike a match and make the whole place burn
Walk with the angels and me down with wind
Bullet-proof vest and a smith and Wesson
We not gonna stress
Put me to the test
We not gonna stress
Put me to the test
Walk with the angels and me down with wind
Bullet-proof vest and a smith and Wesson
We not gonna stress
Put me to the test
We not gonna stress
Put me to the test
Thirty three degree
Thirty three degree
this song is not about secret societies of the elite. this song is about those of us who naturally know better and prepare for collapsing the established disorder of humanity conditioned by the secret societies of the elite. anyone who researches knows enough about the secret societies to know that they are corrupt and have sick intentions. there is no way to research those of us preparing to rise mysteriously according to natural law, because no one yet knows who we are.