The Dark Reason Why the FBI Keeps Lying About the New Years Eve ISIS Terror Attacks

In the FIB's, er, I mean... FBI's defense, they aren't just busy covering and/or allowing terrorism, they are also busy destroying free speech/artistic expression by arresting Grammy winning rappers based on their lyrics. So, there's that.🫠

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King Von Fan Rap: Woke Up in Another Life

Where am I?

Last thing I remember, it was chaos. Darkness.

Now I’m here. Is this heaven… or hell?

Woke up in a bed, this ain’t my crib, nah, this ain’t O’Block,

Friends’ pictures on the wall, feelin’ like a ghost watch.

Got this weight in my chest, heavy like them chains I wore,

Am I alive or a memory? Still can’t find the door.

I ask the homie, "Yo, what year we livin' in?"

He say, "Von, you been gone, it's 2024 again."

Duck’s name hit my brain, he say the crew all locked,

Tied to his murder—brothers lost, clocks don’t stop.

He say, "That fight with Quando? Yeah, that’s how you fell,

The streets turned cold, but Rondo sittin’ in a cell."

And my stomach twist, not for him, but for the cycle we built,

My name still burnin’, but all I feel is guilt.

Am I in heaven or hell, or just somewhere between?

Where the legends still live but they haunted by the scene.

The street’s all I knew, but now it’s lookin’ so small,

Woke up in another life, and I’m tryna break the wall.

Pace the room, window’s barred—man, this feel like a test,

Do I still got that hunger to put a man to rest?

Flashbacks of nights, blickies tucked tight,

That darkness still calls me, but it don’t feel right.

The streets raised me savage, but the grave made me see,

Every life I took was a mirror of me.

Pain on their faces, reflections of my own,

I was king of the block, but now the block feels gone.

I heard the opps still screamin’ my name in hate,

But it’s the ones I loved that carry all this weight.

The choices I made, they still ripple and burn,

Now I’m stuck in this limbo, no bridges to return.

Am I in heaven or hell, or just somewhere between?

Where the legends still live but they haunted by the scene.

The street’s all I knew, but now it’s lookin’ so small,

Woke up in another life, and I’m tryna break the wall.

I see a light, but I don’t know if I should run,

Feels like redemption but my sins weigh a ton.

Voices whisperin’—"Von, you still that same beast,"

But I’m tryna tell myself I can finally find peace.

My hands still twitch, feel the metal’s cold grip,

But I’m tryna let it go, I’m tryna loosen my fist.

Can I rewrite the story? Or is this fate locked tight?

The city calls my name, but I’m done with the fight.

Am I in heaven or hell? Don’t need to know no more,

I just wanna break the chain, let my people soar.

Von’s still here, but I’m leavin' the throne,

Woke up in another life, it’s time to walk it alone.

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