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Artist JoeMac
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M.O.B.

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I'm Martin Oscar and Byrd, this is the true mob, M.O.B., not money over b*tches, not member of blood and damn sure not a tattoo on a that look like he was created when predator skeeted in alien, this is the real mob, not Italian or Russian, see forgive me if I start cussin cause I'm bout to the highest level of pistivity, cause none of us are even talked about anymore, let me start with the M, Mr. Martin, she all this started over skittles and green tea, maybe dude had beef cause that wasn't his cup of tea but whatever, I got shot down in cold blood, and all most of yall did was throw a hoodie on, saying we need to bring awareness, man please, we been getting forced to live on our knees since before the fifties, how much more awareness we need before action is taken, I wasn't impressed by that at all, cause the same ones who was rocking hoods were the ones in the hood screaming free my n*gga who ironically threw on a hood and murked the store owner for some cash, and just to add to his stash, he also grabbed some skittles and a green tea before he bounced, but O.....lemme get to the O, Mr. Oscar, I'm a human, but you swear I was that green thing living in the trash can on Sesame Street, see I can vouch for my Oakland peeps, cause them n*ggas actually went toe to toe with the police, you aint see them posting pics on FB laying on subway tracks saying we need to bring awareness to injustice, but for the rest of y'all, I wonder how many of y'all actually even took the time to try and talk about me.....I'll wait....not to many of yall can speak, all I hear is silence, but now lets get to that just down right nasty violence, lets go to the B, Mr. James Byrd, see word is I was drug thru the mud, thru the streets until I lost my head for good, it took ten years for my justice to appear, yet no one gave a damn bout me around that time, because at that same time, most of yall was hollin for a brother named TD, not for me, and unlike him I wasn't at the crime scene, I was the crime scene, he may have been innocent but he was still complicate, and just to be a realist, most y'all s was being facebook activist, not researching ish bout that man, so keep hollin M.O.B. on the streets because its damn sure true, whitey keep being paid courtesy of the black b*tches he pimp out

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