My people! Our countrymen have been slandered! What do we do about this? Do we act in kindness, with justice or in revenge? Do we go to war with this lesser nation, my people?!
Oh man, if only you knew the stuff those people you call your friends said about you. That's some bs right there don't you think? But I REFUSE to get involved with you morons who don't know anything about MY relationship.
I think it's only fair to call people out on their büllshit, don't you?
My people?! What? Okay..
Gather, brethren! Friends, brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, my countrymen! My people! Today is a day of glory: a day when we can become free from vocarap persecution; a day when we can remove the kid that un-ironically speaks to himself on alts; a day when the fake tales of glory will no longer be treated with patience, but instead with the contempt they deserve!
No longer do we have to abide the büllshit, my people! You can be free once again! Free of lies and silly delusions; of computer nerds who pretend they've pulled a gone on their fellow soldiers; of women who relentlessly make the same mistakes because they lost their dignity with their pants.
I COULD CARE LESS what you think, I dont even know you. Tell your people and yourself to stay out of my business thanks. You have no right, and neither do they. Have some respect and decency.
you're mellow, alright, and more of a dave moss / fall back like vlade divac or suffer a grave loss / stay buffering, play paused / i'm streaming in 4K / and scheming on green, leanin / you're fiending for more pay / your network don't exist my guy, you're cingular / practice apostasy right now / just like everything you were / before you got banned, self-deleted, then proceeded to bore us / with bars even weaker than shivv with no thesaurus / plus some wikipedia articles to front like you're cultured / carry on and you'll be carrion i'll dump for the vultures / you've got an active vas deferens for 90s rap reference / but fire at me and take a big L / b!tch that's severance
