Interpol (Part Two)

Interpol has been running wild on nations

they even have satellites knowing where your stationed

there isn’t no debating

just a real rude awakening

they have my file in secret occupancy

knowing that I live to fight hypocrisy

I’m sick of their monotony, it’s a waste

one day I hope to make it through heavens gates

until then, I’ll continue to chase

love, and leave paper without a trace

my evidence is unmatched like a intellectual rap

your just that crazy uncle who lives out in a shack

these international police even have your phones tapped

they tap me, then they’ll get a slap right back

can’t be dealing with their nonsense

if I did, then I wouldn’t have left this comment

just a little poem for those who have knowledge

God born true, always will be honest


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