Why Do YOUR Black Asses Get Bent Out Of Shape When Whites Use The ‘N’ Word, And Yet YOUR Black Asses Refuse To Stop Using It??!! 🙄🙄🙄🙄

He certainly looks ready for prison to me. His album cover has him already handcuffed. For the love of !!!! They’re trying to get this mess out of prison. Leave him in there if only to make him so bored, he’ll pick up a book and try and educate himself beyond continuously saying “niggas.”

First, we come to this!

It is my understanding that Kim Kartrashcandashian has been studying law, I guess, in case she needs to get her husband, Kanye West, from under a civil commitment. But, apparently, because of it, she has become the go-to person for Black folks when they want help in getting their boyfriends out of prison. The latest to seek her help is Monica who was the girlfriend of rapper, C-MURDER, who is in prison serving a life sentence because he was found guilty of committing murder. But Monica claims that witnesses have recanted their stories and that other DNA evidence clears rapper C-Murder.

Kim Kardashian Joins Fight to Free Rapper C-Murder From Life Sentence in Prison

Kim Kardashian West is trying to free C-Murder. The reality star and aspiring lawyer took to Twitter on Sunday to reveal that she’s putting her resources toward trying to the rapper, whose real name is Corey Miller, from his life sentence.

Miller — who is the brother of Master P and had a successful rap career of his own in the ’90s — was accused of fatally shooting a 16-year-old at a Louisiana club in 2002. However, Kardashian believes he’s innocent.

“On January 18, 2002 a tragedy occurred when a young man was killed. The next day Corey Miller was arrested for the murder. The jury convicted Corey 10-2 and he was sentenced him to life in prison. If his trial was today, the jury would have had to be unanimous for him to be convicted,” she wrote on Twitter.

“Since his trial, witnesses have recanted, new evidence of his potential innocence has come to light, and there are claims of jurors being pressured into voting to convict,” Kardashian concluded.

Well, that is all well and good, however, first find the guilty party, then get them to confess and I guess that should exonerate C-MURDER who will most likely get out of prison and go back to putting rap lyrics together like these.

Down For My Niggas

Man, fuck them niggas, ha ha
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what?

Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas

Bitch, I’m down with no limit, I’ll ride for the ’cause
I’m the nigga on the tank with the big fuckin’ balls
And if anybody fuck with Snoop Doggy Dogg
I’ma make these niggas put his name on the wall

And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don’t care
He’ll have that red shit pourin’ out your hair
Nigga, any fuckin’ time nigga, any fuckin’ where

Make ’em bleed is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me it’s a must you die
Them niggas might goin’ run but them niggas can’t hide
It’s like shootin’ yourself, it’s a suicide

KLC rock the beat, hittin’ hard like burt
Niggas in the Nolia know him as Big Hurt
Just like soulja slim he’ll put you in the dirt
And have your picture on front of a t-shirt

And when I make moves I got a hundred niggas with me
Just in case a nigga out there tryin’ a get me
All my niggas is down to squeeze the trigger
That’s why I’m down for my motherfuckin’ niggas

Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what?

Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas

What you ain’t heard Boi, I ride with these niggas
I die with these niggas
Do a drive by with my forty five, ’cause I’m down with these niggas
Snoop Dogg and Bossalinie

Don’t shoot now nigga just call me when you need me
Believe me, I never bite the hand that feed me
Just point them niggas out and
I’ll leave ’em all on the street bleeding
Bitch, you fuckin’ with a grown man

How I be done waxed you in your house?
And then buried you on your own land
See the cops is scared to come and get me
But I don’t blame ’em ’cause they know
I got a bunch of thug niggas with me

Lookin’ for trouble starting shit
I’m ridin’ solo and I’m bustin’
And gettin’ rid of your dick
See your boys ain’t ’bout beefing

When you fuckin’ with niggas that’ll
Definitely get you internal sleep
But if you didn’t get the fuckin’ picture
Bitch, I’m down for my niggas

Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what?

Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas

What niggas, them niggas, yeah dawg, you with it?
Fuck ’em, let’s get ’em, do ’em, I did ’em
We gettin’ nutty in this motherfucker
(Nutty in this motherfucker)

I got my buddy in this motherfucker
Leave a nigga bloody in this motherfucker
We in the cutty motherfucker
You done, done too much, you got it comin’ motherfucker

Some of these niggas is “Bitches 2”
And some of these niggas look just like you
Well, where I’m from we like to ride on pros
Do it from the shoulders or do it from the toes

I do my dirt all by my lonely
(All by my lonely)
C-Murder and Magic, hell, yeah, them my motherfuckin’ homies
So when shit get thick and foggy
And niggas wanna act like they wanna get with Snoop Doggy

Lemme let you niggas know
(What’s up?)
Shit, fuck what you goin’ through
And fuck what you stand for?

Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what?

Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what?
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas – C-Murda

And someone wants to get HIS ass out of prison? For what???!! Why??!!! He is dumb as shit as well as those who bought this piece of shit’s ear poison. Where he is, is exactly where he belongs! I don’t even know where to begin. How in the world do people listen to THAT??!! What is the purpose in listening to that? What positive message can you possibly take away from that? When I read those lyrics, I think of someone who is absolutely headed to prison because why else would they go on so about going to prison for “being down for their niggas?” WHAT???!!!

 

But yet, this is the headline out today!

Stranger Things’ Noah Schnapp Denies Using the N-Word in Resurfaced Video

 

 

 

Noah Schnapp has come under fire.

On Aug. 25, an old video of the 15-year-old actor and his friends singing Lil Dicky and Chris Brown‘s “Freaky Friday” surfaced online. A few of the lyrics contained the N-word, and some viewers thought the Stranger Things star actually belted out the slur. Soon, the hashtag #NoahSchnappIsOverParty started trending on Twitter.

So, wait a minute, folks want to go off on this here Noah Schnapp because he allegedly said the ‘N’ word while singing a rap song by Lil Dicky and Chris Brown. Let me see what all the fuss is about.

Freaky Friday

Lil Dicky, ooh
Mustard on the beat, ho

I woke up Chris Breezy, oh my god I’m the man (oh shit)
I’m so fly and I can dance (whoa, whoa shit)
There’s tattoos on my neck (oh, oh)
I just FaceTimed Kanye (blip, blip)
I told him I’m his biggest fan, yeah (yeah)
Got all these hoes in my DM (yeah, I do)
Holy shit, I got a kid (oh)
Ohh, I can sing so well
Wonder if I can say the n-word (wait for real?)
Wait, can I really say the n-word?
What up, my nigga? (woo) What up, my nigga?
Big ups, my nigga, we up, my nigga
You pussy ass nigga, man, fuck y’all niggas
‘Cause I’m that nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
I’m that nigga

Are you people serious??!!!! Black folks don’t have a goddamn problem saying the ‘N’ word because they use it ALL the time. If they had a problem with ANYONE using the ‘N’ word, they would get that damn word out of their fucking vocabulary, but they absolutely refuse to do so, but then get their fucking sagging off their asses boxers in a bunch if some white dude, looking like ‘Opie Taylor’ goes and sings the lyrics to a song by some piece of shit that’s more than likely been locked up. And I KNOW Chris Brown’s ass has been locked up and I’d be quite surprised if whomever the fuck Lil Dicky is has not been incarcerated on some “trying to be gangsta” type shit. Oh damn! My bad! Of course this motherfucker has NOT been locked up, he’s pasty-assed.

Let me get this straight, no one had a problem with this white dude rapping all day long about ‘niggas’ as long as he was collaborating with Chris Brown, but another white dude named Noah Schnapp cannot use the ‘N’ word since he’s not collaborating with Chris Brown? Are y’all stupid motherfuckers, serious????!!!

 

Black folks, you cannot sit somewhere and wail and whine about whites using the ‘N’ word when you have designated the most vile, demeaning, derogatory term in history that was used by the white slave owners when they referred to our slave ancestors as ‘niggers’, as a term of ‘endearment’. It doesn’t matter if you use a different ‘version’ of it, it is still the SAME.WORD. And you know this. Black people are some of the dumbest on this planet. No Chinese are going around rapping, singing or even in regular conversation telling other Chinese that they are “Chinks.” No Mexicans are walking around rapping, singing or even in regular conversation calling other Mexicans, “Wetbacks.” Also, spic is an ethnic slur used in the United States of America for Latin American people. But you don’t hear those people referring to themselves using a slur. Black people are the only group of people who will do this.

Since you think of yourselves as ‘niggers’, don’t get tore up about it when others call you what you think of yourselves. Don’t get to tweeting shit about some whites using the ‘N’ word when you don’t have a problem with saying it in movies, songs and in your everyday dealings. Many of you are IGNORANT all day long and what’s more, that is not about to change. If you want to be known for speaking ebonics all damn day, then have at it. If you want to be known as “niggers” all damn day then have at it, but shut the fuck up when others call you that because you are fine with it. In fact, you are making money off calling yourselves “niggers” and as long as you are selling hit thug rap shit, you can be a “nigger” all day long. And those who buy your shit are themselves, “niggers” because if they weren’t, they would not be entertaining that shit; they would not be complicit in that shit. But yet, I have the nerve to wonder why I’m hearing Black people say this shit ALL the damn time, “Im finna be dumb!” Seriously? You ain’t finna be dumb, you already there! COVID-19 ain’t had a damn thing to do with you being dumb because some of you didn’t even know why you were out-of-school in January. A Black mother actually sat somewhere talking about how she did not know why her children were out-of-school for a day in January and when she asked her sixteen-year old daughter if she knew, her sixteen year-old daughter said, “No.” So, no, you’re not finna be dumb, you’re waaay past that! And another sad fact is that I see and hear Black children out playing all day, which means, they are not doing any studies since school systems have become basically dysfunctional thanks to COVID-19. So, yet ANOTHER generation of dumb ‘niggas’ is what we can look forward to. More’s the goddamn pity! But yet, you want everyone to understand that BLACK LIVES MATTER! When? Because if you can refer to yourself and other American descendants of slavery as “niggas,” then that proves that you don’t even believe that BLACK LIVES MATTER. So, come again!

It’s That Time Of Year Again For The Twelve Days Of Christmas(Black Version)

 

 

sing to the tune of “The Twelve Days Of Christmas.”

“On the 1st day of Christmas, my country gave to me, a chronic case of slavery!

On the 2nd day of Christmas, my country gave to me, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 3rd day of Christmas, my country gave to me, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 4th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 5th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, five lynching trees, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 6th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, six Ku Klux Klan’s men, five lynching trees, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 7th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, seven goons to beat me, six Ku Klux Klan’s men, five lynching trees, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 8th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, eight cops to tase me, seven goons to beat me, six Ku Klux Klan’s men, five lynching trees, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 9th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, nine racist judges, eight cops to tase me, seven goons to beat me, six Ku Klux Klan’s men, five lynching trees, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 10th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, ten ‘lords’ to pray to, nine racist judges, eight cops to tase me, seven goons to beat me, six Ku Klux Klan’s men, five lynching trees, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 11th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, eleven thugs a rapping, ten ‘lords’ to pray to, nine racist judges, eight cops to tase me, seven goons to beat me, six Ku Klux Klan’s men, five lynching trees, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!

On the 12th day of Christmas, my country gave to me, twelve Nazi guardsmen, eleven thugs a rapping, ten ‘lords’ to pray to, nine racist judges, eight cops to tase me, seven goons to beat me, six Ku Klux Klan’s men, five lynching trees, four racist names, three crack highs, two years in jail and a chronic case of slavery!” – now repeat real loud! “And a chro-nic case of SLĀĀĀ-VER-RĒĒĒĒĒ!”

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

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Black folks, we know for a goddamn fact that ALL of the above is true! These Nazis over here are just as ruthless, soulless, depraved, brutal, barbaric and inhuman as they claim Hitler was. They are no different from Hitler because if they were, we would not be subjected to the vile ass shit they do that rivals the horrors Hitler visited upon different groups.

But nevertheless, I don’t ‘celebrate’ Christmas. It is just an obscene sham; a corporate shareholder’s dream of immense profit made from touting deep discounts and hypnotizing gadgets to be used to further deaden Amerikans to the fact that this shit over here is fucked up! We don’t have a goddamn thing to ‘celebrate’ and yet each and every year, the Christmas commercials start in October and people are encouraged to kick, scratch and claw their way across a store to grab, yank and pull at shit that’s been sitting there all year long. And what’s more, they never fucking get a clue of how stupid they all are.

So, go ahead and ‘celebrate’ this bullshit! This is yet another ‘holiday’ that I sit the fuck out!

Shopping for what’s been touted as deeply discounted is what will get Amerikans to act crazy and stampede, while those in France are rioting and protesting against an elitist establishment trampling on their rights and implementing austerity which is also going down in Amerika.

The people of France are actually gathering in force to beat back against an elitist and oppressive government because they know what’s coming down the pike while Amerikans are gathering in force to  shoot and beat each other up over a deeply discounted TV and some stupid shit at Victoria’s Secret. Does this give you any indication of how stupid Amerikans are? It should! I watched the videos and damn near wept because what the French are doing, so too, should the Amerikans. For the love of !!!!!!

I Am Privileged Because I’m white!

white privilege

Tell me what to do.
Show me what to buy.
I have no imagination.
And I don’t question, “Why?”

There is an angel on TV,
so pale with wings of gold,
and not much else, I see.
That’s how we are controlled.

On the evening news,
they shot a Black man dead.
He was such a big Black brute,
I’m surprised his blood was red.

There’s a child with a pellet gun.
The cops are on the scene.
They shot him in cold blood.
He’s Black; that kill was clean.

I’ve done my nine to five.
And homeward bound am I.
There goes a homeless man,
why don’t those people die?

The billboards scream at me.
And I look at all the news.
I have no thoughts to own.
Inside my head, insert your views.

Tell me who to hate,
and you know it will be done.
Repeat and play it back.
Don’t pause, just hit rerun.

Shield me from the world.
Tune me in to mindless drivel.
For my brain, I have no use.
And like a penis, it will shrivel.

They’ve got a pump for that,
so I can masturbate to porn.
I don’t need to think or feel.
Inside a tube, my seed is born.

There is nothing I can’t do.
I take such great delight,
that I was not born Black.
I am privileged because I’m white!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

History Repeats Itself

'The more things change, the more they stay the same'.
‘The more things change, the more they stay the same’.
Is there any difference?
Is there really any difference?

They came in riot gear and threw me to the ground.
Read to me my rights and then my hands were bound.
We’d peacefully assembled to have our grievance heard.
But before we had begun or even spoke one word,
they had us all in handcuffs and headed to a cell.
I had to spend the night inside a filthy jail.

They told me to strip down and then just turn around.
A thought came in my head. It’s like a slave compound.
A scene played out for me from 200 hundred years ago.
Africa, serene. The night sky all aglow.
They came from out of nowhere, the white man with his gun.
Oh how they did give chase, the Black man on the run.
They threw him on the ground; his hands, yes they did bind.
He heard no rights read out. They thought he had no mind.

As they stood in chains and fetters, no grievance could they state.
They knew they’d get no quarter there. They could not know their fate.
They did not sell each other out. Who’d want to be a slave?
This is just the version that history’s always played.
If they sold each other out, that gives to you a pass.
So you can keep your dignity, so you can keep your class.
If I sell to you a person and you buy him, that’s on you.
You want to think it’s one wrong, you hate to know it’s two.

So, beat me! Kick me! Jail me! That’s what you do so well.
And then you have the nerve to say that I must go to hell.
You will be behind me when all is said and done.
If I must meet the devil, I’ll not be the only one.
Look into a mirror, the devil you have met.
You’ll get no ice from me, this time, it’s you who’ll sweat.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland
©2013 Shelby I. Courtland