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Sunday, November 29, 2009

Sometimes its just the way it is.

"Niggas Wanna kidnap put me in the trunk walk away with big stacks they jealous of the fortune a cocaine mortgage" Rick Ross- .I wish there was another was another, Rap Music speaks the word of the devil....
Don't believe me Listen to the lyrics to you favorite rap song. NUFFF SAID. The White Devil Does not exist, further more the white devil is Crack Not person, if drug dealers are not selling kilos then its juts a waste of time nickel and dimein' money they can make the same money in a real job. I like rap but just letting you all killing people on albums and selling drugs is just a fucked way of life. It effects me when rappers talk about killing people and carrying a pistols. Lets drop off these tough talking assholes in the middle east with all their gang colors and see what color they see. Dead Bodies everywhere not to mention the smell of burning bodies, it snap crackles and pops just like cocaine plus it smells like bacon. I know its all money with rappers but for real stop it.

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