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The Trayvon Martin Song

Posted on | April 2, 2012 | 10 Comments

by Smitty

Here’s a shout out to the Raaaaacism Industrial Complex, busy exploiting a tragedy, to pile evil upon evil:

Hoodies on high! Minds tightly closed!
#Occupy slouches with quite unsteady step.
Comrades shot by the white racist reactionaries
March in spirit within our ranks.

Clear the streets for the brown battalions,
Clear the streets for the liberators!
Millions are looking upon the Barack ‘O’ full of hope,
The day of freedom and justice dawns!

For the last time, the call to arms is sounded!
For the fight, we all stand prepared!
Soon Obama’s banners will fly over all streets.
The time of bondage will last but a little while now!

Hoodies on high! Minds tightly closed!
#Occupy slouches with quite unsteady step.
Comrades shot by the white racist reactionaries
March in spirit within our ranks.

Reference

Further reading at Power Line and Breitbart.

Category: Racism

Comments

10 Responses to “The Trayvon Martin Song”

  1. Adjoran
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 3:15 pm

    I like my song about the situation better.  If Rick James tries to sue me, I’ll sic Huey Lewis on him.

    If there’s somethin’ strange in your neighborhood
    Who ya gonna call (Race Hustlers!)
    If it’s somethin’ weird an it won’t look good
    Who ya gonna call (Race Hustlers!)
    I ain’t afraid a no pimp
    I ain’t afraid a no pimp

    If you’re seein’ things runnin’ thru your head
    Who can you call (Race Hustlers!)
    An’ your creepin’ punk winds up dead
    Oh who ya gonna call (Race Hustlers!)

    I ain’t afraid a no pimp
    I ain’t afraid a no pimp
    Who ya gonna call (Race Hustlers!)

    If you’re all alone
    pick up the phone
    An call (Race Hustlers!)

    I ain’t afraid a no pimp
    I need to get paid
    I ain’t afraid a no pimp
    Who you gonna call (Race Hustlers!)

    Mm… if you’ve had a case
    Of a freak claim of race
    You better call – Race Hustlers!
    Hustlin’ makes me feel good
    I ain’t afraid a no pimp

    Don’t get caught alone oh no… Race Hustlers!
    When you’re just too poor
    And wanna get paid some more
    I think you better call Race Hustlers!

    Ooh… who you gonna call (Race Hustlers!)
    Who you gonna call (Race Hustlers!)
    Ah, I think you better call (Race Hustlers!)

    I can’t hear you… (Race Hustlers!)
    Who you gonna call (Race Hustlers!)
    Louder – Race Hustlers!
    Who you gonna call (Race Hustlers!)
    Who you can call – Race Hustlers!… (till fade)

  2. RichFader
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 3:30 pm

    The Horst Arschlochlied?

  3. Anamika
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 3:38 pm

    This poem is good, but not as good as Smitty’s  “To pee or not to pee, that is the question” .

  4. Finrod Felagund
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 4:30 pm

    Now I have a deep desire to hear the Spike Jones song, Der Fuehrer’s Face.

  5. smitty
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 6:18 pm

    Methinks Anamika doth protest too much.

  6. Irish92
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 7:56 pm

    Smitty’s song doesn’t rhyme, clearly raaaaaaacist.

  7. smitty
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 8:51 pm

    Did you follow the Reference link? There is a reason it lacks  rhyme, and, for that matter, reason.

  8. Adobe_Walls
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 10:39 pm

    Very well done sir an entirely accurate representation of Der (current) Fuhrer.

  9. Adobe_Walls
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 10:53 pm

    Very good.

  10. Adobe_Walls
    April 2nd, 2012 @ 10:56 pm

    Doesn’t that steel superstructure overhead interfere with your Internet signal?