Believe

No Prizes

No Prizes (feat. Lianne La Havas)

Perlen

toxic

Blue Crystal Water

Lieder

In Italien warst du schöner

Flashing back.just the usual

I'm obviously biased heh, but(t) I think this series' 🔥 too bad the topic is like hell on earth... 
Side A = 15 fun ragga hip dub hops
Side B = 10 hot gipsy strings moments

PSA: This is not a drill, Murica, it's basic maths and psychology--and it's sooo damn disturbing, like the fact Minors Are Game Already, when it comes to new Sacred Sperm legislations, for example, sigh! I mean, I can't even... I'll just say that the next new song I'll release to the galaxy, will probably that one called "Do Panic" ha ha. 

Meanwhile, just in case you did not figure it out yet,  I hope this "Make America Gulag Again" EP opens your eyes on the upcoming matter of mass-incarceration in Murica; and pls feel free to reach out with Qs (curiosity is top sacred chez moi, really). Long story short tho, same as before: RUN... if you can ;)

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@bananasutra lyrics

Fascism ain’t my opinion.
It’s a fact.
And I’m done pretending
this is still politics.
It’s a prison plan.
It’s a profit scam.
And I’m not playing dumb
to keep anybody comfortable.

[Verse 1]
He ain’t pro freedom  to govern,
He’s the new old prove to control.
Wrap the flag ’round chains,
Lock up every soul.

Act like’ law and order,
But facts all pretend.
Profit off obedience —
Make America Gulag Again.

Forty-five billion dollars
To build more walls and beds,
Not for kids or doctors,
But more caged-up heads.

The land of the free
Got the most in a pen.
And still they’re building more?
Make America Gulag Again.

[Chorus ] 
They say justice,
They mean control. 
They say freedom,
They mean patrol.
They say safe,
They mean prisoner.
They say peace —
But they mean war.

Ask who the cages for —
Teachers? Protest signs?
Mamas with abortions?
Books that free your mind?

Ask who profits off it,
Ask who bought the pen —
Follow the pipeline
From GOP to Gulag, friend.

[Chorus]
They say order,
But want revenge.
They say greatness,
But it’s no end.
They say power,
But mean despair.
Say you’re safe —
Till you’re not there.

So what now?
That we know
Those bozos 
Ain’t heroes

All  bandits
Who dunnit
Wanna be 
White Willie’s 

Inbred seeds
All bleed red…



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