When I pass on, don’t shower me with flowers

Just raise your fist and yell power

Be brave, I don't associate with cowards

No tears, keep memories sweet never sour

Those with Knowledge-of-Self please pour a libation

My hooligan friends, down a few rounds for the occasion

Spiritual people please pray for my re-creation

I'm an eternal seed that needs soul fertilization

The coming forth by day and by night

I'm not dead, just learning the lessons that escaped us during life

Listen tight, I'll still spit this poetry to your mental mic

To remind you what it means to live your best life

Breddrin in the struggle, use meditation to keep concentration

Those seeking for revenge please be patient

This ain't a kung fu flick where vengeance is easily taken

Our enemy's a Master Killer, our strike needs precise calculation

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