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black robes 2 - payday monsanto lyrics

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william sweeney, here. i didn’t come to oregon, mr. cole for the diverse ecosystem, i came here to raise my daughter, and she has been taken away, subsequently to ecuador. earthquake pr*ne, third world, foreign country, she has been taken to. you wanna send more fbi minions to my door? fine! what you’re dealing with now, is an animal, that you’ve never dealt with in your life. this is judicial malfeasance…

ancient cures, for modern disease, they don’t want people f*ckin’ with these, that’s why they’d rather have ‘ya down on your knees, depending on their deadly, profitable industries. they have fashioned themselves a lucrative enterprise, from the poison they push, to what they drop in your skies. all you really gotta do is see the plan, the medical mafia’s a sham, they wanna get you as sick as they can. i’m simply speaking to the leaders that you’ve all created, have you taken a closer look at these serpents naked? what they’ve been doin’ to yemen, yo it is hard to take it, the earth ain’t flat, it’s shaped like the star of david. the disinformation i’m hearing, it is getting harder, to get in tune with the goon, that was runnin’ carter. assassinations, they get right in the way, i cite mk, jk, rfk. imagine yourself celebrating in the ambassador, and you saw kennedy’s head, straight splat the floor. they talk about advancements, but that’s a tragic lore, memorial day, what the f*ck do they have it for? you joined a war, and you now are upset again, ’cause they don’t give a flyin’ f*ck about a veteran, what you are witnessing is g*nius, in a vast roar, payday, madd cold, what more could you ask for? for real…

this is judicial malfeasance to an epic, collosal proportion…i am sick…to…my…soul. i…need to see my daughter, she needs to come back to her habitual…residence…send more fbi minions to my door, whatever the f*ck you wanna do, the fact remains, you were negligent in allowing that woman, to leave the jurisdiction. now, do what the f*ck you can, to get her back, or don’t…in that case, it’s time for extrajudicial action, on my part. i’m sick to my soul, again…

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