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Anonymous Message To A Sick Elite
I might be faceless
But I'm not shameless
I warn you before I invade
So you can be on your guard
Your oppressive rule has over-stayed its welcome
To that extent I'm launching my campaign
After which I'll get a heavenly well done
No point trying to figure out where I be
Cos I'm too close,I'm already with thee,you simply can't see
You've been blinded by your greed
Your evils created me
Yes,I'm a product of your atrocities
I shall invade city after city
Home after home
Till every last one of you is burnt to ashes
Smoked like harshish
You made me vunerable
This is not the life for me
This is not honorable
I've to maim and kill for a living
Sponsored by the same men that have altered my destiny
The youths are no longer employed
Now they are deployed
Unleashed on the society as political thugs
We possess guns and bombs
They possess the authority and the funds
Them sick ass elites only give us the crumbs
Now I'm biting the finger that's feeding me
I'm turning against my master
There's only one possibility
And its disaster
Even if I fall in the process
Lord please let get them all
This and other dark wishes I attach here-with
In my anonymous message to a sick elite
But I'm not shameless
I warn you before I invade
So you can be on your guard
Your oppressive rule has over-stayed its welcome
To that extent I'm launching my campaign
After which I'll get a heavenly well done
No point trying to figure out where I be
Cos I'm too close,I'm already with thee,you simply can't see
You've been blinded by your greed
Your evils created me
Yes,I'm a product of your atrocities
I shall invade city after city
Home after home
Till every last one of you is burnt to ashes
Smoked like harshish
You made me vunerable
This is not the life for me
This is not honorable
I've to maim and kill for a living
Sponsored by the same men that have altered my destiny
The youths are no longer employed
Now they are deployed
Unleashed on the society as political thugs
We possess guns and bombs
They possess the authority and the funds
Them sick ass elites only give us the crumbs
Now I'm biting the finger that's feeding me
I'm turning against my master
There's only one possibility
And its disaster
Even if I fall in the process
Lord please let get them all
This and other dark wishes I attach here-with
In my anonymous message to a sick elite
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