You can never understand the anger without understanding the pain.
Fuck you, Amerika, ka, ka… United Snakes,
In God you claim to trust, in you I aim to hate.
Up yours with a big ass butchers knife,
And off with your head, you and your satanic wife.
You lie and steal, you hand out false wishes,
You cheat and kill, with the help of your bitches.
Your presidents: The Clintons, the two burning Bushes,
Using house nigga’s to wash your dirty dishes.
Cancerous Colin and that bitch of the minute Rice,
Uncle Tom’s, Clarence Carter’s, Jessie for the right price.
Sounds personal? No, this here is prophecy,
You should study instead of going round so blindly.
Open your eyes and look at your own history,
How you claimed equality and for us to be free.
Look in the mirror and see; if “you” can see,
You: carrying ‘her’ flag, and ‘her’ iniquities.
If so don’t laugh and don’t look at me,
Just prepare for the eternal, flaming sea.
Fuck you Amerika, ka, ka, and all your allies,
Barack Obama, you are now being tried.
The cabinet that you chose and are tied,
If you submit to her you’ll wish you had died.
She is all in the Motherland killing its pride,
Its Mosque’s and Churches, her true reasons she hide.
While you say nothing, knowing her sinister side,
Just wait, I wait, and conscious, I know mine.
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