Moonman - Reap what you sow
Demkeys - These Streets https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-vkqIu7S6k
Midnight Thunderstorm Sounds - Rain With Severe Thunder https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j8h2qNLsHxs
Dear Moonman,
I am old and quite fragile,
My granddaughter,
Robbed and beaten by niggers,
I can't defend her,
This is San Francisco,
I can't even carry a pistol,
Perhaps you can help me out,
I have nothing to offer,
But she's all I have left,
Nothing else to live for,
I have no other joys,
I am poor,
Signed,
Old White grandfather from days gone past
Dear Old White grandfather from days gone past,
Your message reaches the moon,
quicker than light from the sun,
Reaches my piano,
Au clair de la lune,
All stocked up on ammo,
Combat operations have already begun,
Natural law is above everything else,
You have every right to protect yourself,
And your granddaughter has a right to grow up in peace,
Niggers are the symptom of the jewish disease,
But first things first,
I have niggers to hunt,
Coons to kill,
I just wanted to write you a quick note,
And let you know something is being done,
So you can just chill,
They say make it rain,
We'll make it flood,
Pools of hate,
Rivers of blood,
Our enemies crushed,
Our people saved,
It's time to fight back,
Before it's too late,
Ancestors screaming do something,
Your lands are being invaded,
Your leaders do nothing,
Except locking you up for wrong think,
Bad think,
What a thing,
To be talking about in the current year plus four,
No protection from the police,
No justice in the courts,
Violence without relief,
No news reports,
About the assaults in school,
The robberies on the bus,
We're attacked on the daily,
But the blame is put on us,
Wrong place,
Wrong time,
Anything to explain away the crime,
Now it's time to draw a line,
Looks like the moon will have to take matters into his own hands,
This is the White man's land,
If you don't keep your enemies in line,
They keep on coming,
Fighting back deters crime,
Ain't that something,
The white man is at his limit,
Better back off,
Better quit it,
But the yid will not,
They'll still just kick us,
Backlash on the way,
It's going to be vicious,
A pogrom is an Hors d'oeuvre,
This is the main course,
No way to reverse this,
All of you must burn,
Arrived in the city by the bay at around nine,
A full moon tonight,
Just enough light to fight crime,
Drove on down to Hunter's Point,
Saw a fat nigger on the corner smoking a joint,
Pulled out a Mossberg 590,
Turned him into a Pez dispenser,
Look kids free candy,
Drove to where the crime occurred,
Market and 3rd,
Once a great location,
Now covered in turds,
Saw a bunch of niggers robbing a bus patron,
The moon will take care of this with ease,
Pulled out an SKS,
And sprayed them with some white culture,
Turned them into Swiss cheese,
They say make it rain [Chorus]
Drove on over to the Tenderloin,
For some well-done chili con carnage,
Cleaning out the worthless shit,
Make way for the family Patridge,
Non whites have no right to be near us,
Tolerance is a vice,
Our enemies are delirious,
Time to put them on ice,
You're goddamn right I'm serious,
The only thing stopping us is us,
The moon will show you the way,
At first the violence will be sporadic,
Then it will be every day,
Headed on over to Berkeley aka crazy land,
Saw an antifa assaulting an elderly white man,
Things are coming to a head,
Bullets to the skull,
I domed him,
Owned him,
Fragged that fag,
Put his head in a bag,
Deliver to the hall of injustice,
Send his body to the mayor,
It used to be a chink,
Now it's a nigger,
Same old shit,
Just a different day,
Except I'm not playing any games,
All non-whites will have to pay,
There are no good ones,
They aren't even human,
They don't even have a soul,
Using my scope to zoom in,
They all have to go,
No more talking,
No more compromise,
No more coddling,
No more lies,
This doesn't end,
Until all of you die,
No use waiting,
The pot is boiling,
The oven is warm,
Time to get ready,
To do some harm,
The police don't matter,
The politicians are bitches,
The only way to solve the problem,
Our enemies in ditches,
Kill all of them,
Right on up the chain,
No use crying,
They only have themselves to blame,
Might as well have some fun,
Everyone gets to take part,
Let's get this done,
The civil war is about to start,
The time for payback has come,
The white man is at his limit [Chorus]
