Now since I was betrayed by the Christians,
one should never wonder in a chance of ten,
why I refuse to play pretend with them,
on the power of two, bearing witness to the wandering
obsidian Jew, fuck what you think you knew.
Too, the power of thought, one or zero, bank runs
expected soon, since human souls are bought.
Three in question, misdirection, inflection, playing
hate conception, mind control, Orwellian proles, the
issue is a trinity, man-made Divinity.
Four the legacy of Moors to Moore, alphanumeric
science resistance alliance, now listen, no longer
wishing for the promises of nuclear fission, fusion
illegality, abnormal corporate reality.
You wonder why I don4t give a damn, I fled Americans
for reasons many foreigners won4t understand. Fuck
UNCLE SAM, treat these words with care, if you dare
repeat them, expect dissidence from Pakistan.
Now who I am, is a known quantity, we as Black men in
this world are no longer free.
Prepare for war, on the basis of FOUR, elemental
magick old as time, of alchemy I rhyme.
Should I cry at the end of time, it's do or die, your
mind will fry, eight steps to perfection, biowarfare
terror inspection-infections ever-present and planned
ahead of the hour, the populace is dour, and this
planet the corrupt will scour.
You say I live, my soul dead, my mind riven to give,
schizoid chemical imbalance, city slicker like
Palance, an American outlaw, above your false laws,
the Fight Club is here to stay, recall every term I
say.
If its you versus them, prepare to kill them.
If its them versus you, plan everything you do.
If its love you seek, you should expect to find the
weak.
If its hate you embrace, your demographic is
commonplace.
If its knowledge you are after, heist a college
hereafter.
If its time and you know youre at the end of the line,
design weaponry now and pass it on to your kin in
time.
In Paris I blast first, maquis verse while driving
your Germanic hearse, its your corpse inside, and I
smile as I ride, its your deliverance to the grave and
I
never behaved.
The five colors represent the magick well, avoid
counterfeit elements that enemies sell.
I speak of secrets known only to a few, expect aerial
warfare so anti-aircraft missiles are due.
This is no bullshit, their Eye in the Sky, they will
militarize space, elitist ideology is commonplace.
No middle class, the poor are dead and they know it,
If you have money, equity, or wealth, you are wise
not to show it.
Greenhouses are the breath of life, expect
intracommunal strife from external infiltration, the
Beast of Babylon is everywhere, American nation.
The sound of Death is a series of tones, rites held
sacred by Masons, Illuminati, and the Skull and Bones.
Yale is a crypt, thusly, my words descript. Rip the
fabric of their propaganda, escape from their veranda.
The Calls are known, but, they refuse access to the
throne, we are as Kings in a time of distress, the
Darkness they shall bless.
This is a thieve's world, and may the best team win,
if you have their gold you are given reason to grin.
The money is assets and water, chemistry and matter
sold like LSD blotter at the local supermarket--its
their methodology of mind control, clean up your
brain, or you will be under their control.
Their single eye is real, reptilian disguise I surmise
in uniform fashion, use chloroform for blasting.
In the last times, there are no more laws to follow,
their morality is hollow on the Sixth Day, you may
not ever see the morrow.
Subliminal suggestion from the media I shun
as a criminal objective, fear their Clear Skies
Initiative, this missive real and their intent feral,
to avoid retinal scanning wear lenses known as
scleral.
You should expect to die, if youre naive enough to ask
why, their money you will buy as the currency of life
fades, NYC modus operandi operatic Helga thrives.
Perfect dark alias from E3 to C4, attack without
hesitation once these bitches enter your door.
"The Score" was in 96, the time is sick now, amusement
for sale like peace proffered in the last days, there
shall be Hell to pay.
Labyrinthine alien circuitry and nanotechnology do not
wait for Congressional approval, as a matter of course
prepare for cadaver removal.
KID A everpresent represents TEAM C, TEAM C is dead,
but beware TEAM B, TEAM B is here, but, by default
A wins, TEAM A is dying for unnatural sins.
They are after money like the Gs of old, become borne
of heart, or stay frozen in the cold.
My information light itself, starmaps for the chosen,
but our war is real, if you lack power and strength
then
pain you are guaranteed to feel.
Some call upon Jesus like he actually needs us, that
is a joke, the Bible was deliberately broke. Choke on
Nicean poison should you so choose, only you can free
yourself, their truth I still refuse.
Your children will perish, Silent Running by Mike and
the Mechanics is wisdom to cherish.
The Sound of Music was a myth, Black equals Death and
that defines the Scythe.
It sounds cute and coy upon the first listen, the
rhyme could save your life, expect fatal toy missions.
"You have to hand it to America. It has exercised a quite clinical manipulation of power worldwide while masquerading as a force of universal good.
It's a brilliant, even witty, highly successful act of hypnosis."
Harold Pinter, Nobel Laureate
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