7 June, 2020
from the Underground *
President of Africa
TimeStamp: 13h45… and the beat goes on, we now return to Double Jeopardy, with John Malkovich.
[Dr. Adrian Mallory]
O.k., now that the issue of dealing with a word that earned hard core Hip-hoppers world-wide recognition, not to mention a shitload of U.S. Dollars and bucketloads full of cash, perhaps [maybe], Reverend Al Sharpton, we [the staff] can move on WITT our programming, after all, Eddie Gloude Jr., it’s not as if Eye was shouting at the Reverend Al —to go home— and using the “N” word as emphasis.
Two different contexts, Mr. Cobb, Jelany. So, Rev. Al, Eye liked how you melted the Purple Pundit’s heart with the story of the little girl from Minneapolis who tug-a-pull on your coat. SIN EMBARGO, mi estimado reverendo, might you let Mí, pull on your Lavalier mic and request that you touch base on how LAW ENFORCEMENT already has the power to treat you like a terrorist, even from ‘mere’ allegations stemming from say, a Civil Court case. Do you, Reverend Al, want Mí to draw you a picture of what Eye is talking about? —OF Course Not, because you would not be caught reading the content within this WordPress.
🎶 Y las causas
Lo fueron cercando
Y el azar
Se le iba enredando
Causas y azares
For the record, A.M. Joy, there is no random intention in the set-up to this curve, check Mr. Sharpton’s transcripts from last week’s
Dateline excuse me, DEADLINE sessions, we [the staff] are only following up and expanding on his concern for the Bush 43 law that allows judges to FILE one’s life for all branches of Law Enforcement to treat any given defendant in a pending trial outcome like a terrorist (punto y pruebe LA S.O.P.A.), especially if that defendant is labeled as an M&M (male and minority).
________* Correction, as of 10h15 the police sent a canine unit to clear u.s. from our position at the Paris Underground; this is no coincidence, after the incident at the gates of The United States Of America embassy on rue Gabriel (75008), a myriad of “thing’s”, Alicia Menendez, have rain down like artillery salvos in a fire-for-adjust volley, so, regardless if your guest last night has “use” for any of our “black boxes” or not, the reality is that the blocking of my American bank account on the night of May the 25th, the resurgance of “friendly” characters that had been away from the scene for the past 3 and 1/2 years and, the aforementioned “canine unit”, is far from being a motherfucking Coincidence… so, Killa Mike, hold on to D.A.T. Vase so that Eye may break-it down to the Brother “charlemañe the god”.