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Tell Me Crime Don't Pay

Tell Me Crime Don't Pay

They say crime don't pay, we just left ST. Regis, in a two seater Β Battista,Β  got rich off Coke cut with ether & a ton of reefer, now they get rich selling magazines putting our crimes in the Don Diva, fraudulent schemers got the Queen of England sucking penis, double penetrating Serena, Naomi, & Venus, got 16 & 17 year old's buying Dodge Hell Cats & Demons, at the wedding she wanted Maxwell & The Weekend, in a jumbo jet landing in New Zealand, it was a crime how this country was conquered, natives tricked out their land, Africans enslaved by Europeans, they designed Jesus, how you paint a picture & you aint never seen him, made 80 million off of a hundred Visa, got more expensive pictures & better looking bitches on my wall than Mona Lisa, they hit Al Capone with tax evasion, Donald Trump aint paid taxes in a hundred seasons, them Gambino's built Vegas, laundering capital through the MGM Grand & Caesars, these judges taking bribes while these lawyers getting rich off of felonies & misdemeanors, local dope boys got Barber Shops, Tire Shops, & Dry Cleaners, look how richer the rap game got after they killed our two most lyrical geniuses, Bush & Reagan committed a treacherous treason, then declared a war on its own American people, that 14 percent that they considered unequal, read the constitution, that shit lethal, the indigenous people of this country they put up borders to keep them out & if they enter they call them illegal, the whole Criminal Justice System illegal, Presidents & Politicians stealing & committing several crimes, but never losing their freedom, they say crime don't pay, I aint glorifying shit, but it do for certain people.

Look at Bush & Reagan
Trump & Biden, all got rich
off crime, two dead but
the other two will never
lose their freedom, crime
pays just for certain people

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