Africa | antakalipa

Still KOSP

Still KOSP,
even if I am doing it alone.

Still KOSP,
because I believe in Africa.

Still KOSP,
because I am building for Africa.

I never stopped,
I’ll never stop.

I never lied to the kids,
the aim is to build our own banks, businesses and world.
To control our own infrastructure and resources.
To empower and serve my people.

Still KOSP,
because black is beautiful.

Still KOSP,
because black is great.

Still KOSP,
because I know the history of my people before it was rewritten and we were conquered.

Still KOSP,
because I know my greatness.

Still KOSP,
because one day I’ll perish,
I want to leave a better world for the coming generation.

Still KOSP,
because I am the change I want to see.

Still KOSP,
because God chose me and I will serve my people.

Still KOSP,
because heroism,
death haunts me and I know my time is limited.

Still KOSP,
because it matters in a world where nothing really matters.

Still KOSP,
because we have been surpressed for so long and we need to rise up the ashes anew.

Still KOSP,
because politics isn’t practical.

Still KOSP,
because I am still black.

Still KOSP,
because I am the leader of my generation.

We don’t like the blacks

We don’t like the blacks here, they ain’t like us. They are filthy, dirty and don’t take baths. I spit on the face of a nigga. They are infested with diseases and spread them like a virus. They are a virus contaminated from the core. Worse than diarrhea and offsprings of tiks. Fucken monkeys, they must go back to Africa. They are impure and we don’t want brown babies with big fat lips feasting on watermelons like it’s doomsday. We don’t like the blacks here, they are beneath us, everyone of them ought to be hanged or shot. They only useful as slaves, they were built to submit and serve. I say whip a nigga lover to death, we need to set examples, or better, burn them and watch their skins melt on their bones. Oppress and suppress their will to live, a happy nigga is a dangerous nigga. Keep them fighting amongst one another, we need to control them so they don’t run riot. We don’t like the blacks here, they are criminals and Crack addicts. Fucken hobos who rob, steal and kill our people. Keep them segregated and place fried chicken stations at the borders. We don’t need their kind associating with us. Keep those angry, loud, black women away from us, this part of town is reserved for posh, elegant and classy women. Keep them Jezebels away from us. The welfare section is in that direction – don’t spray it, don’t be rude, learn to communicate better. We don’t like the blacks here, their men are deathbeat alcoholic fathers who beat their wife’s and abandon their children. We don’t need that type of example for our children. Keep those wild beasts in jail, they’ll flood our streets with drugs in any case. We don’t like the blacks here, don’t give them the important jobs, they’ll kills us, who wants a nigga as a doctor? Let them entertain us, sing for us, tell us jokes, dance for us, keep them in basketball courts and beauty pageants – keep them fighting for our attention. Keep them off our best schools, community colleges are good enough. Who wants an educated and empowered nigga? We don’t like the blacks here, keep them Mandingos away from our women, they’ll ruin them for us – once you go black, you can never come back.

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