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!!!


Monday, April 12, 2010

Why is Malaysia still a 3rd world country?

Amazing. Someone comes and kicks the rock that we're under, and these bastards will try their best to put the rock back in place. You can't live without us. The more we know, the more of us are gonna fuck off from here. Talk about dictatorship, this is a fucking dictatorship! You're no worse than Hitler and General Mao Ze Dong.

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