I can remember a time when rap was kinda ok. It had an anti-authority, anti-establishment vibe which deserved respect. Before the AIDS of muh black lives matter, there was Fuck The Police.
I got a speeding ticket from a quiet street a month ago in the mail yesterday. I can dig that song, up to a point.
That was when the left were the revolutionaries. Now the shoe’s on the other foot, dey niggas be like SHUT. IT. DOWN.
In Living Colour had some decent songs too. This one’s a pretty solid analysis of how the elites use the cult of personality and the fake left-right paradigm to keep us cattle fighting each other, instead of them.
I guess they were metal though. Close enough.
But rap these days is just complete cancer. After eight years of Obama-led race war-engineering, rap is basically just anti-white screeching and mumbling about drugs. Sometimes even in French.
The way the BBC framed the story in the byline was designed to gaslight the English whose tax money built the organisation, of course.
Let’s look at that a bit more closely.
HAS BEEN CALLED
As in, milk ‘has been called’ tasty. It’s not a fact, see. It’s not like ‘milk is white’, or ‘milk is good for kids’. No. Just an opinion.
Let’s take a look and see if it’s just an opinion whether this piece of Afro-French high art is a call to racial hatred.
Yeah I think that’s not an opinion. It’s a fact, and it goes without saying that if this was a song by a white Frenchman hunting and shooting a POC the BBC would frame the story as a fact.
But we know all that, don’t we.
From Edith Piaf to rapping invaders in a single human lifetime. How did this happen to the nation that gave us Notre Dame, Le Morte d’Arthur, impressionism and foie gras?
It’s a bloody mystery mate.
The story of rap is the story of yet another cultural form created and pushed by rootless, European-style cosmopolitan elites. It’s the same as what has happened with movies, comics, modern art and TV shows. A steady process of demoralisation, corruption and cultural destruction carried out by people who hate us. And just when you think it can’t get any worse, it does.
First there was Lil Wayne.
Now there’s Lil Pump…
and Lil Peep. Who’s dead now, apparently.
Look like a bunch of lil freakoids to me. While Christians were debating over whether the rapture will happen before or after the anti-Christ appears (it’s after, btw), the devil was raising up these foolish little idols to lead yet another generation to hell.
Nice work, church. Light of the world, eh?
And if you are Christian and think it’s too extreme to say that these idols are Satanic, then you lack wisdom. Lil Pump has a tattoo of hell on his neck, and Lil Skies has the symbol of Saturn (Satan) on his top right forehead. That symbol also corresponds to the hammer and sickle of communism.
It’s the same spirit behind all of it, and that spirit has brought us now to the precipice of global chaos: race war, class war, gender war and a deep, savage hatred for Christians and the civilisation our ancestors created.
I don’t hate Nick Conrad, the savage bragging about killing white babies. He’s lost. What I do hate is the spirit he is empowered by and enslaved to, and the blindness of good people to its danger.
These people aren’t playing. They’ve moved beyond rhetoric to ideation now. Soon, they’ll start acting out what this cretin is singing about.
Maybe then we can wake the flock up.
Originally published at End Times Herald.