Words, Our Weapons, aka WoW

https://twitter.com/TheRealAgent_99/status/1737427554771067271?t=fMLreihlvXcSU3a...

You went to Iraq, dodged bullets and terrorists who were on the attack.
You served your country, fought for democracy...
Then ya gotta deal with idiots like this when you get back:
Surroundin you at a conference, tryna shake your confidence, shoutin nonsense at you like they a designer choir parroting one liners created by a flock of holocaust deniers and supremacist liars,
Tryna mock you cause they can't throw rocks, ya,
They don't got no stones of their own to throw, no big cajones, need a mommy to take care of their home, can't manage their lives when they all alone
Lackin in brains, can't formulate thoughts, can't read or write without assistance from bots,
can't articulate a damn thing without some instruction, can't take ya on in a real competition
Bunch of spineless bloody cowards & braindead fuckin morons using stupid slurs,
Tryna manipulate and scare you by using hateful words
Wanna make you believe that it stings and it burns

So they twist it and turn it, obscure it and blur it, spin it like a bible, flip the alphabetizer, thinkin they all be so much wiser, but they just be a bunch of holocaust deniers
Feed more lies into the big machine, hold you down won't let you be, so let me see, enjoy this beat now repeat after me, it's a string along song, like Sesame Street
So sing it out loud while they sling it out to tha crowd
Academics, politicians, watcha think most of them all be wishin
Islamic scholars, charity robbers, fuck they obscurin our real fuckin numbers
They scramble the Arabic cursive from their holy Qur'anic verses
They playin scrabble like babel, claimin it all got so much value, but they feedin us valium
Pretending Allah's curses are praisesworthy missions for their shared Islamic vision

They love them Jews and infidels, just look at all the love they sell, can't you tell? Check them out on Telegram, follow the UNRWA teachers plans, the money they got under their umbrella, flowing down, feeding the networks, underground, givin 'em fuel for their next endeavour

Oh, and by the way, did you know how we make you infidels pay? Rights and freedoms aren't part of this play, so you must lay down and say what we say, kiss the ground 5 times a day 'cause when we win you must submit or we will rape you, kill you, enslave you
So please! Get down on your knees and pray for the things we tell you to believe.
Invest in Allah, don't delay, all your wishes come true today!

Yo, check this ancient prophecy / found tangled in my ancestry / speaks louder than the sound of tha police / see I am someones uncool niece / pockets full of sticks and stones / ready to throw down/ the poems I wrote / my words laced up like boxing gloves / waiting for my next encounter / gonna give em a shove with my superpower

Destroy you with my TED talk show / explode on ya like Mario / take a bow WoW POW 💥 block over ya head / so ya go online to understand what you read / but instead y'all go to the crap app store and download Blackout Bingo, Childish Casinos / check out tha porn, play games when ya bored / fuck all that shit, I'm hitting the road / follow the lord, Ye can eat my shorts / I know where to go so / fuck yer Rainbow Road / I’m hoppin’ over ya obstacles like Toad / I’m the muthafuckin Pendragon and I've been reborn

Within my lines I hide like a child slave in a diamond mine lair / stacking up my rhymes / like the bodies they send / into underground dens / the children that died / mining these gems / so we all can enjoy / the latest and greatest toy / indulge yourself, spread some joy / relax, we promise, this ain't no ploy / we just want you! to be able to enjoy / a little extra luxury / so kick back and relax / and eat the technology

And the money flows like Inc. to their pens as it all collides on the papers they sign, the contracts they tend, their shadowbrokers friends, alive and well, this the Wall Street trend
They think it's romance, but I'm not entranced, no interest in doin their stupid dance

They all colludin' with the new world government / usin' pollution as excuses / to pursue precious metals to fuel their alternatives / their environmentally friendly energy solutions / they continue playin' poker / but I removed all the jokers / now they usin the cards up their sleeves / takin artists royalties / and flushin em down the toilet like the cheese-burgers they vomited up after last nights monetary feast

Gonna make 'em fold their cards like the dirty money they all tryna keep clean, but it's yesterdays laundry / and I'm a mean fuckin Queen, got them all wrapped up in a quandary
Collecting shiny gems, they harvest our seeds / crafted from all the people / and the creatures / they continue to bleed / they exploit us all as they fuckin please!

In none we trust, and this is not justice
I see the squeaky wheel / gettin lubed up like a Trojan / hoarse voice from screamin them bogus slogans / so like Hogans Alley we aim our cursors / ready our weapons / fuck their cursive / we got our own words / and we know how to work it, flip it and reverse it / X pull the trigger when they pop up on the screen / like ADS in our feed / serving us a menu / from the algorithm venue / populated with our data / the tech gods favorite / terms and conditions / we agree to listen / it's all in the name of citizen safety / now available in a new translation / Karl Marx's wheel and Gaddafi's green book / repackage it up and sell this new look / spin this new wheel / we've got what you need / we discovered the secret / now intersectionality is peakin' / so where do you fall and what should you do / which District do you belong in this victimhood, Stew / now we got this new Green.back.room.deal / it's new and improved / check it out everyone, we got blood on our steel / and it's all for the benefit of everyone! / so grab a shoe and check yo' tongue / grab another plastic take out / lunch box from tha dollar store / made in China, Uyghur slave labor / funded by the CCP / remnants of some old dynasty / we trash-in our society / throw people away / who refuse to play / the games they create / got no reason to be here / in this grand opera play / of everyone must think the same / and speak in the exact same way / no meaning, no dreams, no property / just intellectual poverty / Dead Kennedys said we gonna Kill the Poor / so here we are, just like before / so break it, fake it, fuck it, shake it / gonna lay out their laundry like the plastic shit they rip and rend out tha factories' back end / their moneymakers shakin' and they just keep on bakin / this fake fuckin cake all full of escapism