Disassemble what the Black person builds. They turn it around on a faulty course
Of course, to ruin it, anything that truly lives
"Destroy their hope!", is what they say
Aiming weapons of destruction
They aim to kill
Hate, coursing through every green and blue vein
Yanking and pulling, until the African feels the strain
Hiding in the shadows typing away
Directives of false propaganda
Pushing buttons to erase the truth
Inventing illusions that lead astray
Using those same murderous hands to masturbate and whack away
As they perversely get off on the blood of those they've sacrificed in the trade
The trade for wealth, riches and fine living
Plenty taking and *UCK the giving
Black people you betta recognize
WE ARE AT WAR!
WE CAN NOT AFFORD TO BE COMPLACENT ANYMORE
THE white rich DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF YOU'RE POOR!
THAT GOES FOR THEIR NEGRO COONS TOO
ALL SNEAKING AROUND CONVERSING, PLANNING and whispering behind the iron-fisted door
DISCUSSING YOUR DESTRUCTION
Then GOODBYE BLACK RACE.....
forever more
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