It seems My version of America may be coming to a town near you, Enjoy


Obnoxious Thoughts

It seems like my experience of America just may become your experience of America. A bunch of years ago I was against the war on Iraq. Recently there were a whole flood of articles on how expensive the war was, how much of a catastrophe it was to America and how it didn’t achieve any of it’s forever unclear goals. At the time my friend let’s call him Jack-ass, said that my head was being filled by propaganda from the liberals. Of course now he doesn’t remember that. He just knows what he has always felt that you don’t mess with America.

I have always felt that the war in Iraq and Afghanistan was an excuse or used as one to infiltrate our lives, our personal lives and tie the collars tighter around our neck. How long is it  before  the technologies used to kill America’s enemies and the innocent child around them,  are used on us. Well by us I mean the rest of America, the non minorities?

When I saw the police fuck up white people here in NYC during the Occupy wall Street protest. I knew I best stay home and masturbate, no one gets hurt that way, plus injuries contracted during masturbation are covered by my insurance police beat downs are not. If you need help on how to cope or avoid the pain train coming to fuck up your town contact me.

damn

 

The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop
Drop an don’t copy yo, don’t call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin’, quenchin’ tha thirst of tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse

Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind cemetary now
What we don’t know keeps tha contracts alive an movin’
They don’t gotta burn tha books they just remove ’em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells

 

 

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