Breaking radio silence for an important transmission.
You will find mission-critical instructions in this audio file. Please find a secure environment and review carefully.
After listening, you can locate your necessary gear and tools at https://www.jabbarilincoln.com/store. Hurry before the supplies self-destruct!
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Bonus Lyrics:
They said he was a law man, flawed and - bad news like 'Aw man',
The last straw man, back breakin’- scared crows missing kings - like a Strong Man, He’s a
Pro, but paid professionals called him a ConMan
His life was a leap for mankind, giant steps for a small man
All hands on deck on trek through the stars – they’re fallin’
He’s in the brig or the bridge - it’s burnt like the boats because he’s ALL IN
Like drones swarmin’ - enthrallin’, flowin’ through the breath - solemn season, life’s autumn, words on the nose - like pollen
Shot callin’s not ballin’ when the rebounds unwound
and black bottom’s no more solid ground
And a nation’s loss is now what is found
The piston’s plugs spark light right before there’s darkness all around
They said it was a sound of a paper tiger, last roar was a meow on the mound
The moneyball was all hype, the southpaw’s all balls and no strikes
In the stadium Monster trucks, are you not entertained? But it’s tonkas - for little tykes
The Mo Town is now No Town And there’s no biz in the show biz
Nobody beats the beats on the streets of Plymouth Road, rock, paper, scissors, knives, kids
A bad combo like wires in the faucet, shock value of optics
Fried flesh - When words fall on backs like gossip
Don’t stop it - is what they said
The clicks make bread and the eye balls make lead
Shootin’ darts with the hearts – because the bull’s eye’s in the head
The offense was Fed, Bad Fences where neighbors might strike you
They don’t take care of you cuz they don’t like you
A character in a play, they’ll write you, unite you, a family affair, they’ll hype you
A trial - to try you - you might get betrayed heh - just to spite you
That’s right - you gripe, you think it’s a flight but on your side’s not might
You see that sword in the stone, but you’re not that knight
The nighttime reveals what squeals and what’s slick like eels
The ink of scholars is soon dust - from sacred to cuss
The survival of Jabbari Lincoln – a must
but he doesn’t know who to trust…
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