You know who makes music — and I use the term loosely — in America these days? You know, all them baaaaaad boy rappers with the arthritic hands, non-fitting pants and speech defects? White, black or whatever.
Yeah ... all those tough guys, who don't have the balls to put down some nasty ass, pasty white fucking Limey who insults our President and our country while all the "homeys" are getting shot at in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Yeah ... you be bad dudes.
At least all the mutts in the 60s and 70s made believe they were into peace. But all you guys be struttin' bad.
Pussies. All of ya. Wouldn't last a minute in the real shit and are so afraid of what anyone says that you ain't got the balls to stand up and say, "Hey, MF. We can say that but you can't."
Chickenshit, bull shit gangsta assholes.
What a ball-less exhibition of mediocrity.
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