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No Subliminals

No Subliminals

Those draconian Draculas’ drinking the rich blood of Africans, with them free Mason’s Vaticans, Milan where Lucifer painted his thoughts of sin, drinking the blood of Jesus, he grows stronger as society says Amen, naked pictures of angels on Cathedral ceilings, now they’re molesting children, pretending sprinkling holy water for the myth of getting rid of the jinn,-n- baptizing men, that’s why the Egyptians wrote in hieroglyphics, 4 they knew they would steal our diamonds -n- gold, men -n- women, -n- rewrite our history -n- religion with a pen, oppressing us, brainwashing us turning us into dark skinned evil version of them, 24 karat gold teeth when the serpent grins, they wrote them stories about God, whole time it’s an illusion for you, believe in them, 20 trillion -n- debt, you got angels descending, bowing down 2 those big face Benjamins, went from civilize 2 uncivilized citizens, from spiritless slave 2 industrialized criminals, straight talk no subliminals.

Giuseppe Tovini, Banco

Ambrosiano, Blanco robbed

Negro, now Negro considered a

Criminal, 4 their lies have raped

Our eyes, I’m just being honest

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