Y’all in trouble

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He's no match for our White magic

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we are all children of god, except for whites

>jewish supremacist calls white supremacy a poison
lol

Didn't Joe call niggers jungle apes in the 90s or something

>I will get you my CHUD and your nazi frog too!

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I don’t care about this old retard at all

His existence and “presidency” means nothing to me

What's he going to do? Leave behind $85 billion worth of free shit behind for white supremacists?

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checked and based. praise kek

This is what you should say to avoid going to a concentration camp for being White:

"Back when I rapped in high school
People told me that Iʼm tight for a white dude
(What you tell em'?)
Iʼm not white Iʼm Jewish, Iʼm not white Iʼm Jewish. X2

Not trying to be a prophet but he who parted the sea
Is a part of me and when look in my heart I see
The same mystery
And I know that we share the same history
Yeah, Hebrew is the language of G dash D
So silently, I know he walks with me
Like an O.G., I'm G'ed up, I'm G dash D'ed up
I'm a read up with my feet up
Sabbath is just practice til we all get freed up
So please plant your seeds up
Israel's the bride and the groom's inside
And when I'm staring at the Lion I'm like open wide
And when I'm drowning in the ocean, I will choke the tide
Snatch a patch from the sky, put that patch in my eye
You can tell me Iʼm fly, but itʼs not for a white guy
Iʼm not white Iʼm Jewish!

Even with my eyes low, my shine show
Wise guys eyes close, respecting what my mind know
My reach is like a newborns, Iʼm grabbin at everything
Get mad rich and take it back from the savages
Sabbathes pass, but its not 'ash to ash,'
Itʼs “what? to what?” and its task to task
Yeah, life is to act with more secrets than Akiva knew
It doesnʼt matter what you think it only matters what you do
Iʼm tired these days cause Iʼm getting up earlier
My eyes carry baggage, my Jew-froʼs curlier
The patch on my pants for the lack of the cabbage is a problem
Iʼm working on solving

CHORUS

These Yids introspection, learnin' texts in reflection
If what's inside, has died, you better believe in resurrection
Give me protection from the G!dless, let my conscience
Place its candle, on the mantle, to illuminate the nonsense
I'm well equipped, with legitimateness, when I spit
So it's bit ridiculous to talk it, was G!d sick
When he blew his breathe in the chest of his convict?
Trapped in paradise, I'm paralyzed
CHORUS"