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Sheniqua privelidge. Let me get this straight... if you or I so much as use a ten minute break at a night shift job to take a walk so we can go cry in a corner of a dark neighboring parking lot because we're depressed, lonely, and being bullied by coworkers, we end up having a Sheriff vehicle shadowing us home. If you or I so much as send someone a text letting them know we're not happy about something bullshit and disrespectful they did, we notice a police cruiser sitting in the nearby school parking lot later that day. If you or I post on social media stating something as simple as we cried today, an officer shows up to do a bullshit "wellness check" because some retard somewhere complained as a way to abuse you. But this fucking asinine bitch can get all up in everyone's face making threats, telling them to "go back to Mexico," screaming at police offers, kicking trash all over the street... and absolutely nothing fucking happens to her. She isn't...
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"CRACKER ISLAND" by GORILLAZ | ALTERNATIVE ROCK & HIP-HOP | LONDON, UK

"Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light..." - Graucho Marx

On Cracker Island, it was born
To the collective of the dawn
They were planting seeds at night
To grow a made-up paradise
Where the truth was auto-tuned (Forever cult)
And its sadness, I consumed (Forever cult)
Into my formats everyday (Forever cult)
In the end, I had to pay (What world is this?)
In the end, I had to pay (I purged my soul)
In the end, I had to pay (I drank to riot)
Nothing more to say (I drank to riot)

They taught themselves to be occult
They didn't know its many strategies
They taught themsеlves to be occult
They didn't know its many stratеgies (Fantasies)

What world is this?
What world is this?

On Cracker Island, it was raised (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
By the collective from the grave (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It only came out at night (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It ate up their paradise (Paradise)
Where the truth was auto-tuned (Forever Cult)
And its sadness, I consumed (Forever Cult)
Into my formats everyday (Forever Cult)
In the end, I had to pay (What world is this?)
Out there on my silver lake (I was not there)
In the end, it will be great (Beneath the hills)
I'm like a ship between the tides (I saw myself)
I held on, I survived (There in the void)

They taught themselves to be occult (Cult, cult)
They didn't know its many strategies
They taught themselves to be occult (Cult, cult)
They didn't know its many strategies (Fantasy)

On Cracker Island, it will die (Forever Cult)
Join the collective in the sky (Forever Cult)
And on a shining boat of light (Forever Cult)
Go up to paradise (What world is this?)
Where the truth is auto-tuned (I purged my soul)
And its sadness, I consumed (I drank to riot)
Into my formats everyday (I drank to riot)
In the end, I had to pay (Forever Cult)
In the end, I'll have to pay (Forever Cult)
In the end, I'll be okay (Forever Cult)

Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
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