The Last Supper

The Last Supper

Where i spit truth, made of fire.....

You see tha powerful got nervous, Cause he refused to be their servant; 'Cause he spit truth, That shook heads and burned like black churches; Prose and verses, A million poor in hearses; Watch tha decision of Dred Scott as it reserves ; So long as tha rope is tight around Mumia's neck ; Let there be no rich white life , we bound to respect ; Cause and effect; Can't ya smell tha smoke in tha breeze??? My panther my brother we are at war until you're free!!!

Nuffnang

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Catfight!! Meow!! Ahahahaha


Stupid dumb malay bitches. Check out the audience. And the prefect in purple. And the way they act like gangsters. Guess what, they were fighting for the toilet. Damn nowadays they fight for toilets also. Hahahahahha fucking dumb people.

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