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Rap/Hip-Hop game: Bosnian Born: Hatred Aimed: Defeat they wanted: Death they desired: They missed: At What cost: Will I campaign For a Bosnian Rapper/War Refugee/Foreigner: To penetrate into the Rap game: None can imagine the odds: I fall back upon the Odds of staying alive: The odds of Not getting hit by that Missile/sniper/bomb/walking away from the Execution killings: Made it past that: The odds of living in America (imperceptible): Starting with nothing: After losing everything: Observed how the Rap game is Dying/fading out: More then ever weak/helpless/dreadful Rappers are entering who envision a strength: They don't own: Few are prepared for the level of intense/realistic/graphic/explicit/ No way out: War Ridden Rap: Over 98% of the War oppressed: People in the world will never have even a slight chance: To ask for help: The fortunate 2% will have there turn: If there strong enough: To battle there fears: Only way to succeed is to face the oppressors: Target the aggressors: Never back off: Those who fail: endure the final judgment: A Submission of fear: Nothing: Nobody: can stop me: As I grow the world grows: Army of Rappers will emerge: Strength of Death will Rize: I will always Remember What My Father Said: Don't let these Mothafuckas Get At you: (1955-1993) (SE-HID) Fuck The Runners-Lets make Um Bleed: Bismillaahi-Rahmaanir-Rahiim
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