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Just a wicked peacenik’n quick draw from the Paw Game of Thrones’n the Shah, cRussian bones of the law And still spewing the news like the red dragon’s maw When the baby-skull splitters want nuclear winter Ideal New Cold steel and send Chernobyl shivers Down Roman Republicans’ severed headlines Till there’s no more dead kids on for prophet front lines I’m in exile sharpenin’ [sic]kles in style Pyongyang’n Kuomintang climate denials Erasing their nation-hate racial profiles Outpacing their skinhead disgraces by miles Shell casin’ this place like the Nuremberg trials For Fords sellin’ swastikas stockpile bibles Defiled by Normandy tide genocidals Fresh meat off the boat spreadin’ Plague mercantiles I smile and **** ‘em with kindness Then grind Battle tax in my acid bath Salt Marchin’ prime Because WAR IS THE CRIME I’m the Clown Prince of Rhyme, Level 9 state of mind Like the state of Rakhine The Black Hand before time Runnin’ Africa’s Luciest Sky Diamond mine I’m the ronin alone in The monkey god shrine And my guile’s reprisal’s Versailles treaty signed Strippin’ pride from the Rhine ‘Till your Motherland’s mine Swine
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Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 2:37 AM UTC
Emissary of the Evil Empire
Just a wicked peacenik’n quick draw from the Paw Game of Thrones’n the Shah, cRussian bones of the law And still spewing the news like the red dragon’s maw When the baby-skull splitters want nuclear winter Ideal New Cold steel and send Chernobyl shivers Down Roman Republicans’ severed headlines Till there’s no more dead kids on for prophet front lines I’m in exile sharpenin’ [sic]kles in style Pyongyang’n Kuomintang climate denials Erasing their nation-hate racial profiles Outpacing their skinhead disgraces by miles Shell casin’ this place like the Nuremberg trials For Fords sellin’ swastikas stockpile bibles Defiled by Normandy tide genocidals Fresh meat off the boat spreadin’ Plague mercantiles I smile and **** ‘em with kindness Then grind Battle tax in my acid bath Salt Marchin’ prime Because WAR IS THE CRIME I’m the Clown Prince of Rhyme, Level 9 state of mind Like the state of Rakhine The Black Hand before time Runnin’ Africa’s Luciest Sky Diamond mine I’m the ronin alone in The monkey god shrine And my guile’s reprisal’s Versailles treaty signed Strippin’ pride from the Rhine ‘Till your Motherland’s mine Swine
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Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 2:37 AM UTC
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