Yoll man hit me with one of those funky basslines I take a bow before my audience I live my life in an goldfish bowl I know its the dawn of the dreads african woman excite me all though the nite I flirt with jamacian hotties its the dawn of the dreads the sun take a bow an sets in th eastern skys the many shades of woman fills me with passion there a difference between the rich and the poor the sun rises on the dawn of the dreads the red sky in the morning is the shepards warning the red sky at nite is the shepards delight the dawn of the dreads heres my brand new song lord make me strong be my guider and protector let me understand your plans for mankind let me learn all your wisdom to bring your kingdom now I see the importance of history its no mystery its all written down and we would be clowns to make all the same mistakes over and over we must forget fussing and fighting lifes to short was aint no sport Im a british subject not pround of it and I carry the burden of shame of the black mans slavery our warlike history of invading third world countrys and shooting raping and looting the primate rightfull owners of there lands massacuring natives with swords and spears with our guns and cannons and bombs of brutality and slaving whole nations and stealing there lands and crushing there religious beliffs with inforced white christainanity we all know better that jesus moses and king david were all natty dreadlock and the white jesus is all one big lie made up by the kings and queens of europe to make there poor people put up with misarable lifes brainwashing them into thinks there rewards will come after death in some phoney heavan in the sky for centarys the europeans forced the people to fight religous wars in there false idols names jah griff
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 23:34:01 +0000
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