Yo Dutch…
"What’s poppin’ little brother?”
Check out this burner I just copped.
"Man put that shit up… what tha fuck are you doin’?”
What’cha mean?
"What’cha holdin’ for?”
To get this money.
"You look like you're smokin’ more than ya sellin’. How old are you?”
Twelve!
"Listen young blood, it’s time for every individual within lower class society to
determine for themselves if their actions are appropriate for the survival of their
fellow inhabitants, you feel me?”
No!
"Well try to understand this, we can’t afford to let the greedy wreak havoc on us
any longer, and that goes for you too.”
Man I ain’t tryin’ to hear this shit!
"WHAT?…”
(SMACK)
Damn Dutch… why’d you hit me?
"It’s time to decide -- friend or foe.”
What?
"If you’re exploiting people’s weaknesses for profit, then start considering your-
self a target. If selling narcotics and landing in and out of jail is normal to you,
then it’s time you learn that’s what the programmers want you to do. Besides,
how are you going to liberate the oppressed rotting in a state sponsored stable?”
Liberate the oppressed, what tha fuck are you talkin’ about?
"If you’re going to fight the programmers you have to get clean mentally and
physically. Only then, can you aid in the ‘changing of the guard’.”
Wait a minute, slow down...
"And do it quickly, the south is rapidly being leveled for thousands of new high-
rise slave factories. It’s the private business sectors’ new process of profiting off
the old trade of import/export distribution. And to make things worse, as of 9/11
even though privately owned, all death camps are designed and endorsed by the
Central Intelligence Agency.”
Why?
"Why? To better insure maximum productivity by way of mind control. For
example, every time a new shipment of inmates arrives they're immediately
led into the yard, lined up, and stripped of all clothing. The head pig on command
then randomly orders one of the inmates to step out of line, when the order
has been obeyed, he or she is immediately executed.”
You serious?
"This 'exercise' as they like to label it, is demonstrated to break those left
standing.”
Man, I don’t know about this shit.
"All around you death awaits, from the laser lined walls to the bulletproof
terror boxes, four in all. Each one housing two conservative right wingers
aiming high powered head splitters. Due to simple possession my uncle’s
in for life. He calls’em freedom givers. In all of his letters, the words, if
that’s what you wanna call’em, paint more than they talk. Each sheet of
paper is a gallery of self mutilation and rage. Disturbing visuals, enriched
from years of mentally suffering behind locked doors that only open for
showers, food and war.”
Yo Dutch, you’re fuckin’ crazy man!
"Where ya goin’? Come back, the resistance needs you,
The resistance needs you.
The resistance needs you.
The resistance needs you.
The resistance needs you…
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