Plain White Rapper

 

 

Word…to the people:

 

Hope its not to late

the enemy is great

inside the gate

No time to extrapolate

nor hesitate, nor attempt to satiate

the forces that inundate and abate

with convolution, our institution,

 the problem prepared with resolution

then the solution, adding to the dissolution, of our Constitution

 

You can turn me on, or turn me off with your clapper

No need to heed or concede to,

just a Plain White Rapper

 

The forces are the Council on Foreign Relations

 causing wars with reparations and salutations

whose situations lead to infatuations

with reverberations from the United Nations

that deceive and hide

working from the inside

as they confide

to take the country for a ride

on a downhill slide, they decide and you abide

 

You can pencil me in or erase me with a zapper

No cause to pause or applause,

just a Plain White Rapper

 

Tri-Lateral Commission

calling for your submission to their petition

Without inhibition, with contrition

they become your politician

As they are brave to rave and pretend to save

 they enslave from within their conclave

with a New World made to Order

yet refuse to close the border

but retain and freedom restrain

while they attain and remain above the pain

 

See me as a quirk, a jerk, a knee slapper

You can cry or sigh or even deny,

just a Plain White Rapper

 

A coalition of gangsters

these Federal Reserve Banksters

in collusion, present an illusion of an American Institution

Collecting restitution while wreaking destitution

with their toy, their collection boy,

The Internal Revenue will Service you

no lax in view increased tax will do,

levy of a fine if you fall behind

Question not their kind no reason to find

keep you toeing the line, your nose to the grind and mind

 

Call me Ray or call me Jay or call me Frank Zappa

Tell me I’m insane, ignore my refrain, yet I remain,

just a Plain White Rapper

 

Not dissing you

please listen to

what is being revealed, to your senses appealed, let your heart be sealed

There’s hope in sight, no need to fright, let your soul delight

 hold on tight with all your might, as you see the Light

Hark and learn, of His soon return

Don’t let your spirit spurn, don’t let your soul burn

This Lord of lords, this King of kings

no more death stings, salvation Christ brings, as angels sing

 

All through, this rap for you and heretofore the capper

Accept his call, surrender all, as I fall,

just a Plain White Rapper

 

                                                                                                               David Junah©