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Peak #6,128
Peak in subgenre #488
Author
Conspirator
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July 24, 2004
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MP3 2.7 MB • 96 kbps • 3:54
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As I sit back and wonder just where to begin as we ripped down the wall separating Berlin with a smile on my face and a mole on my chin puttin Lenin in his place at the Communist inn, Ill join him there with a gin and tonic, chronic I got its bubonic cmon Vlad I know you want it. Its not as easy as it seems to express your thoughts trying to decifer everyone of the conspirator plots, unexpecttingly tear up your agenda with gun shots coming with the heat of a million sunspots, so lets not talk in ear shot, get the sign language right like a masonic mascot might
You want piece of mind ill give you a piece of mine, uncorrupted from the alpine valley of the stein divide to shoreline of the west coast combine, I have a deadline for my lime light design and in due time hit you like well distilled moon shine. but first. I need to give a shout out to my crew we long bid you adieu and made a break through, when we realized patience is a virtue. I follow voodoo whats it too you, eye of a newt went to beirut to cure the avian flu, shall be a tasty brew, check your self you knew, hate zionists not jews, quote me on that although its just a preview
Im a conspirator no doubt, just trying to figure shit out, why we drop the fuckin bombs, pollute our skies with fallout cmon shout out loud toward the nation, so proud, that they cant see the truth against the New Worlds shroud.
Im physically disabled but mentally abled, like Arthur and his knights sittin tight hell bound to the round table. And a lot like the fable we constantly label, I think our past is all tribal, learned that from the bible
I learned this from the news who just keep feedin me clues I just see captions satanic symbols they use just to judge our reaction In the time we live there will be mighty deception, we’ll start with elections before september eleven. The terrorists created by this mad regime are in the very confines of there governmental wet dream.
Stop now I see the death spray trailing from above, when it comes to answers it comes to push-shove, im feelin the particulate wit every breath have those streaks in the sky dissolved yet. Illuminati puttin on an act like Gotti, mob mentallity happens in the government body, every day trusted agencies workin in a mysterious way,CIA the best known drug dealers this day. So keep clear of ignorance, although it is bliss, keep it all in balance, don’t swing to hard and miss. If you seek a harsh sentence of silence and the absence is distant, just keep in mind it all just a figment, of your imagination, you must answer when you hear the cries of the nation
im a conspirator of sorts don’t agree with the courts when they import reports distort the judge, no grudge snap my passport deport from airport good thing I have an option abort abort,
Guerilla warfare was stolen from the primates territorial lair so beware when your smack down in the middle of no where, don’t despair or compare when your domes nawed on by a kodiak bear Its only flesh and hair, it grows back right it might right alright feelin alittle uptight despite the onsite cockfight, which is about to ignite, spills out onto the streets that cock cheats just for the thrill defeat he just broke that birds beak, on the curb of the concrete hear the heart beat comin from the chests of elite
