I'm here to help you get over your inferiority complex as well as your hatred of whites.
Are you suggesting that you've found an effective treatment for the kind of deeply embedded propaganda manifest in Delores' perception of the racial issue? I will have to see it to believe it.
A substantial percentage of American negroes harbor a kind of self-loathing which is so severe it manifests in the phenomenon of Black-on-Black homicide which is common in most Black ghetto neighborhoods. Most behaviorists agree this behavior is outer-directed self-loathing -- the suicidal impulse turned outward.
This sense of self-hatred is readily projected onto Whites and is erroneously referred to via the tired, worn-out assertion of
racism. The fact of this matter is if the quantum of the emotional drive known as "racism" were measurable in ounces the sum of Black hatred would far outweigh that of even the most virulent Whites. The frequency and the often psychopathic nature of Black-on-White violence in contemporary America is graphic evidence of that.
The pathological nature of Black hatred of Whites in America is plainly manifest in the lyrics of some readily available "rap" recordings which are popular with young ghetto Blacks. The following are a few samples:
Lyrics from some currently popular Black rap "artists:"
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"Kill the white people. We gonna make them hurt. Kill the white people but buy my record first; ha, ha, ha."
(Kill d'White People. Apache, Apache Ain't Shit, Tommy Boy Music, Time Warner, USA.)
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"Niggas in the church say kill whitey all night long. The white man is the devil. The CRIPS and Bloods are soldiers I'm recruiting with no dispute. Drive-by shooting on this white genetic mutant. Let's go and kill some rednecks. Menace Clan ain't afraid. I got the .380. The homies think I'm crazy because I shot a white baby. I said. I said. I said kill whitey all night long. A nigga dumping on your white ass. Fuck this rap shit, nigga, I'm gonna blast. I beat a white boy to the motherfucking ground."
(Kill Whitey. Menace Clan. Da Hood. Rap-A-Lot Records.)
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"Devils fear this brand new shit. I bleed them next time I see them. I prey on these devils. Look what it has come to, Who you gonna run to when we get to mobbing, filling his body up with lead? Yah, cracker in my way. Slitting. Slit his throat. Watch his body shake. Watch his body shake. That's how we do it in the motherfucking San Francisco Bay. Sitting on the dock of the dirty with my AK."
(Heat--featuring Jet and Spice 1. Paris, Unleashed, 1998. Unleashed Records. Whirling Records.)
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"These devils make me sick. I love to fill them full of holes. Kill them all in the daytime, broad motherfucking daylight. 12 o'clock. Grab the Glock. Why wait for night."
(Sweatin Bullets. Brand Nubian. Everything Is Everything, 1994. Elektra Entertainment. Warner Communications.)
"A fight, a fight, a ****** and a white. If the ****** don't win then we all jump in. Smoking all America's white boys."
(A Fight. Apache Ain't Shit. 1993, Tommy Boy Music. Time Warner, USA.)
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"I kill a devil right now. I say kill whitey all nighty long. I stabbed a fuckng Jew with a steeple. I would kill a cracker for nothing, just for the fuck of it. Menace Clan kill a cracker, jack 'em even quicker. Catch that devil sleeping. Blow his fucking brains out."
(Fuck a Record Deal. Menace Clan. Da Hood. Rap-A-Lot Records. Noo Trybe Records, subsidiaries of Thorn EMI.)
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"To all my Universal Soldier's. Stay at attention while I strategize an invasion. The mission be assassination. Snipers hitting Caucasians with semi-automatic shots heard ‘round the world. My plot is to control the globe and hold the world hostage. See, I got a war plan more deadlier than Hitler. Lyrical specialist. Underworld terrorist. Keep the unity thick like mud. Pulling out gats. Launching deadly attacks."
(Blood for Blood; Killarmy, Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars, Wu-Tang Records.)
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"Won't be satisfied until the devils I see are all dead. My brother is sending me more guns from down South, pale face. It's all about brothers rising up. Wising up. Sizing up our situation. You be fucking with my turf when you be fucking with my race. Now face your maker and take your last breath. The time is half-past death. It's the Armageddon. Go into the garage. Find that old camouflage. Cracker-shooting nightly."
(What the Fuck. Brand Nubian. Everything Is Everything. Elektra Entertainment. Warner Communications. Time Warner, USA.)
"Like my niggas from South Central Los Angeles. They found that they couldn't handle us. Bloods> CRIPS. On the same squad with the Essays (Latino gangs). And nigga, it's time to rob and mob and break the white man.
(The Day the Niggaz Took Over. Dr Dre. The Chronic, 1993. Interscope Records, under Time Warner.)
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"Bust a Glock; devils get shot. When God give the word me herd like the buffalo through the neighborhood. Watch me blast. I'm killing more crackers than Bosnia-Herzegovina each and everyday. Don't bust until you see the whites of his eyes. The whites of his skin. Louis Farrakhan . Bloods and CRIPS and little old me. And we all getting ready for the enemy."
(Enemy. Ice Cube. Lethal Injection. Priority Records. Thorn EMI (now called The EMI Group), United Kingdom.)
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"Devil, to gangbanging there's a positive side and the positive side is this: Sooner than later the brothers will come to Islam and they will be the soldiers for the war. What war, you ask? Armageddon. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."
Armageddon, RBX. The RBX Files. Premeditated Records. Warner Brother Records, Time Warner, USA. )
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"Subtract the devils that get smoked. We're people. Black people steal your mind back. Don't die in their wilderness. Let's point our heaters the other way.
(Dial 7. Diggable Planets. Blowout Comb, 1994. Pendulum Records. Thorn EMI (now called The EMI Group, United Kingdom.)
"Get them devil-made guns and leave them demons bleeding. Give them back whips and just feed them bullets."
(Wicked Ways. Sunz of Man. One Million Strong. The Album, 1995, Mergela Records,Solar/Hines Co., Prolific Records.)
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"It's time to send the devil to the essence. This is a must because there ain't no reform or trust. You get a Glock, you see a devil, bust. They'll be calling us the trigger men. The nappy-knotty red-beard devil-assassin. Lord make a law. At midnight I'll be bashing. Field niggas are locked in until 2005."
(Field Niggaz in a Huddle. Professor Griff. Blood of the Prophet. Lethal Records.)
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"He preys on old white ladies who drive the Mercedes with the windows cracked. You should've heard the bitch scream. Sticking guns in crackers' mouths. The cops can't stop it. Remember 4-29-92. Come on. Florence and Normandy coming to a corner near you. Cracker, we've been through your area. Mass hysteria. Led by your motherfucking Menace Clan."
(Mad Nigga. Menace Clan. Da Hood. Rap-A-Lot Records.)
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"The black man is god. Buy a Tec and let loose in the Vatican. I love the black faces. So put your Bible in the attic."
(Ain't No Mystery; Brand Nubian, In God We Trust, Elektra Entertainment, Warner Communications, Time Warner, USA.)
"Dropping verses. Casting curses. Throwing these hexes on the devils. Respect to Farrakhan. But I'm the jungle-don. The new guerrilla. Top-ranked honky killer. What do blacks do. They just keep on blowing devils away. Devil fucking cracker. I'm tightening up the laces to my steel-toed boots. So I can walk. Stomp. We stomp this devil down in the park."
(Planet of da Apes. Da Lench Mob. Planet of da Apes. Priority Records. Thorn EMI (now called The EMI Group, United Kingdom.)
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"We're having thoughts of overthrowing the government. The brothers and sisters threw their fists in the air. It's open season on crackers, you know. The morgue will be full of Caucasian John Doe's. I make the riot shit look like a fairy tale. Oh my god, Allah, have mercy, I'm killing them devils because they're not worthy to walk the earth with the original black man. They must be forgetting; it's time for Armageddon. And I won't rest until they're all dead."
(Goin Bananas. Da Lench Mob. Planet of da Apes. Priority Records. Thorn EMI (now called The EMI Group, United Kingdom.)
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"The crackers ain't shit. Chase them out of the jungle. Now raise up off the planet. We get the 12 gauge; shot to the chest. We hitting devils up. Da Lench Mob. Environmental terrorist. I gripped the Glock and had to knock his head from his shoulders. I got the 30.06 on the rooftop. Pop, pop. So many devils die. Make sure I kill them. Lynch a thousand a week if it's necessary."
(Environmental Terrorist. Da Lench Mob. Planet of da Apes. Priority Records.)
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"Fuck them laws because the Mob is coming raw. Nigga, is you down because it's the Final Call. Grab your gat. Know the three will start busting. I'm trying to take them down. The war of wars with no fucking scores. April 29 was a chance to realize . The g.'s are out to kill. We got crackers to kill. Wending them back in on a ship to Europe. They deserve it. A nation-wide riot across America. This is the Final Call on black man and black woman. Rich and poor, rise up."
(Final Call Da Lench Mob. Planet of da Apes. Priority Records.)
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"Deal with the devil with my motherfucking steel . White man is something I tried to study. But I got my hands bloody. Yeah. I met Farrakhan and had dinner."
(When Will They Shoot. Ice Cube. The Predator. Priority Records.)
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"I pledge allegiance to only the black. Black, you had best prepare for the coming of war. Look at you devil. Now you're sweating. I'm telling you. You can't run from the hand of Armageddon. He eats his pig-steak rare so he can taste the blood."
(No Time. RBX. The RBX Files. Premeditated Records. Warner Brother Records. Time Warner, USA.)
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"Buck the devil; boom. Shoot you with my .22. I got plenty of crew. I take out white boys. We got big toys with the one-mile scope. taking whitey's throat."
(Buck tha Devil. Da Lench Mob. Guerrillas in tha Mist. Eastwest Records America. Elektra. Atlantic. Time Warner, USA.)
"Camouflaged for the mission. Become Bonnie and Clyde. Carry .45's in these last days. An original black man with a plan to run these devils off our motherfucking land. The Sunz of Man war track. Kept gun in hand, stalking the land."
(Can I See You. Sunz of Man. Threat Records.)
"I'm black with a bat, swinging at the head of a honky. The Terrorists about to murder your ass."
(Blow Dem Hoes Up. The Terrorists. Rap-A-Lot Records.)
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"Waiting for the crackers. Smuggle his mug is in the gutters. So we need your participation in the Caucasian assassination. Time is wasting. So who is in association with the ****** retaliation. It needs your total cooperation. A confrontation will be fought by the younger generation Because we got determination. All we need is organization."
(Purse Snatchers. Rush Associated Labels Recordings.)
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"The real black army is in jail. Come on my fellow prisoners. time to go to war. What we need to do is point the guns in the right direction. Me and my piece came to claim the brown man's cut. Infiltrate until it burns down. what we need to be talking about is what we gonna do to them. I'll get revenge if it's the last thing I do. they got us brainwashed to be the minority. but when we kill them off we gonna be the majority. If the whites speak up then I'll lead my people. Because two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us equal. I'm inciting riots so let's start the looting. In this revolution I loathe my enemy."
(2 Wrongs. Rush Associated Labels Recordings.)