Cinque:
Yes, you know me. I'm the nigger you hunted and feared, night and day. I'm the nigger you have killed hundreds of my people in the vain hope of finding. You know me. I'm the nigger who is no longer just hunted, robbed, and murdered. I'm the nigger that hunts *you* now. You have hunted and robbed, exploited us. Now we are the hunters that will give you no rest. Death to the fascist insect that preys upon the life of the people.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 08:54