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IT’S
ALL IN THE
SPELLS.....
Everyone
is under a deep Hip Gno Sis,
Isis
is her name o,
Spells
Bells break thee spells!
Look
at these arks!
They
tell a story Ov Yor Nslavement!
An
Nslavement,
May
kin N's meet....
I
want to sing to you a Hip Hop Song,
A
song
that will make you Hip Hop each day!
For
I want to sing Ov Yor Nslavement,
Where
one day they will control the Human Race!
And
as Isis is being worshipped,
She
is being worshipped every day!
For
the Statue of Liberty is the Memories of her,
As
the crowds worship her each day!
For
Isis is their savor,
To
conquer the Human Race!
And
as this Hip Hop song is being sUng to you,
Ov
Yor Nslavement that was given to you the first day!
When
you breathed the air of pollution,
The
oil companies create each day!
And
as the World evolves around you.
We
will never turn back into apes!
For
our ancestors did not come from the monkeys,
Who
Darwin thought created the Human Race!
And
as you sing Ov Yor Nslavement,
You
sing to the Human Race!
For
one day we will become enslaved,
Like
how the World lived one day!
And
as we all bring back the memories,
How
the slaves were treated each day!
We
do not want to become slaves to no Human,
For
we were created to be this way!
So
as you Hip Hop to the music,
You
will Hip Hop in such a way!
The
World will hear you Hip Hopping,
When
you Hip Hop each day!
And
as the World will be Hip Hopping together,
We
will be singing about the Human Race!
For
we can not become slaves to the Illuminati,
For
this is how they will control us each day!
So
let us all Hip Hop together,
Let
us Hip Hop all day!
Let
us Hip Hop to the music,
So
one day we can save the Human Race!
And
as we all break the spells that do control us,
Isis
will die and fade away!
Just
like the Illuminati when we kill them,
Like
how they are killing the children each day!
Everyone
is under a deep Hip Gno Sis!
Isis
is her name o!
Spells
Bells break thee spells,
Look
at these arks!
They
tell a story Ov Yor Nslavement,
An
Nslavement that will send you to hell!
May
kin N's meet,
But
not inside the hell....
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IT'S ALL IN THE SPELLS - A POEM ABOUT YOU UNDER A SPELL FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN....
"PLEASE TRANSLATE MY WORDS, INTO YOUR LANGUAGE, AND PUT YOUR NAME, ON YOUR POEM, AND POST YOUR POEM ALL OVER, THE WORLD...."
"PLEASE DO IT, WITHOUT TRANSLATING IT...."
Written by the President of !
No
Copyrights©2012
No Copyrights are for
the whole World to
read AND TO USE….
