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Mandii Morbid Jan 24
If THEY cannot rebuild this country with love, empathy, and compassion—

If THEY only destroy communities, tear apart families, sow distrust, mislead, interrogate, gaslight, condemn, and grow fat off OUR fellow humans—

If WE cannot trust OUR representatives, those in power, OUR system of law, OUR doctors, OUR teachers, and the people who hold OUR lives and those of OUR loved ones in THEIR hands—

Then what kind of world do THEY seek to create?

THOSE MEN, draped in their wolfskin suits, armored in dollar bills, wearing false masks of humanity, do not deserve the power they wield.

If this is the system THEY choose to uphold, one that thrives on exploitation, suffering, and deceit, then let it crumble. Let it burn.

And from the ashes of this failed system and flawed government, WE will rise. WE will rebuild—not with greed or oppression, but with unity, justice, and the courage to do what is right.

This is OUR country, OUR problems, OUR responsibility to make it right.

WE will not bow. WE will not be broken. WE will not stand idly by as THEY feast on the labors and suffering of OUR people. The time for change is now, and it belongs to all of US.
666
What does it matter what I believe,
When I see the whole world staring back at me
Amethyst Eyes stare at me like I'm insane
I'm just trying to embrace what I am
If that makes me the Devil
That God himself be ******
One here's come to the two
To the muthaphukkin three
Gangsta in me far from empty
I stay on fool quick to serve
All adversaries with tool
After I smoke you
Dump on you just like trump
Bankruptcy part two
From begin to end
I'm in it to win break all the shells
From fake *** storey tells enticing he'll
Got homies in the joint laughing well
Black and Latino nation soon to rebel
If a million stand tall
How can they put us all in jail
So I'll cast the spelling pen
Makin a G putting my nuts on ya chin yeah


Ya couldn't shoot at me
And not expect a come back
Fool I'm from the hard hood
So I bomb like Bagdad
Run for cover
Cuz Yosef kills like no other
Stuck up in a daze yea I'm in a maze
Feelin good cuz made a pay day with an ak
Like dilinger gun slinger don't call me ******
My images is bigger bigger
Like the sound of my trigger
Hates never loved us
***** wanna **** us
Can't believe in emotions cuz they hard to trust rusty me
Naw never thAt I just wanna see ya back tore up from my Mack
Eleven sendin souls to heaven
We can't talk *****
Not talking bout Tevin
So this is ya end send ya prayers
Cuz ya still gonna bend
With muthaphukkin nutz on ya chin

— The End —