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Oct 2022
That ******' N-worder
that holier-than-thou grass
the blameless goody-two shoes
the yuppie black so correct going places
well, we've got him and his chicken legs wife

We called in the gang
its the hatch-job per excellence
when guilty as sin the defense is to discredit
to lie, to twist, to defame, to throw mud thick and fast
you all heard the saying, give a dog a bad name and hang him

Sooty never stood a chance
our gang know the demography
our race will always stand by our sides
our testimonies are to be believed, theirs are not
why you think prisons hold a disproportionate cargo of them

Who is to now Sooty did no wrong
decent calm friendly man with not a bad bone
is painted a fierce-tempered vile monster untamed
he was standing up to our intimidation, extortion and bullying
we won't admit we stole, riled and provoked him to react that way

We are thieves and gangsters
we prey on people who tow the line
and if they dare resist we bring them down
and if they are black we can rely on solidarity in pointy hats
that and our forked tongues has brought down Nations and people



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Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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