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Anno Domini

Anno Domini

DEA binocular watching, FBI Nikon popping while crib hawking, at trial listening to the biggest of dope dealers talking, IRS seizing shit for being unable to tax them street profits, found out about his side chick going to Harvard, and them 88 keys she had stashed in that wall of her double duplex luxury apartment, eating lobster with chop sticks, that's dyed blue panther carpet, grew up under the teachings of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, just a King paying another King homage, received my own revelation then broke away from the drama, met others Gods with buddhas dominance, & with Shivas consciousness, detached from her brain a prostitutes pussy has no common sense, look a white man married to the first Black female Vice President, NAACP full of shit awarding this bitch, when the constitution still aint been switched, where the blood of a King still is considered 3 fifths, this some serious shit, but my people too worried about hopping out a foreign, off some designer drip, with a Richard Mille on their wrist, waiting to be arrested or killed, or a slave in a deal, racism stamped underneath that American seal, them imposters over in Saudi Arabia and in Israel, stolen from our people with the swarthy skin after Christ died shit got real.

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