NOVA FABULA COMMUNIST MANIFESTO VERS 4

SHIN NEON COMMUNIST NOVA CRYSTALLIS GENESIS MANIFESTO FABULA EVANGELION VERS 4

YOU CAN (NOT) RESET

CHAPTER 1: NOCTIS' EPIPHANY
NOCTIS SAID TO JOHN THE BAPTIST: YO DAWG WANNA GO FISHIN
ARAKAWA ARISU DESCENDS FROM THE SKY AND DEFEATS JOHN THE BAPTIST IN ONE STRIKE
NOCTIS: IT'T CAN BE! WAS JOHN THE BAPTIST_ SENSEI A DEGENEARTE OTAKU?
HATHAN: WHAT HAPPENED WHEN YOU GOT GAY LMAO
CHAPTER 2: THE PAIN OF A DABLESS WORD IN D MINOR
COMMANDER IKARI AND HATHAN THROWED PUNCHES AT ONE ANOTHER AS SHINJI CRIED.
KAMI: YO DAWG JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THAT THERE IS AN ALTERNATE VERSION OF THIS STORY CALLED BRIAN CRANSTON AND THE NEVER ENDING ANIME LIST, COMING SEPTEMBER. AND ALTERNATE ARIKAWA IS GOING TO TRAVEL TO THIS DIMENSION TO FIGHTTHE REAL ARIKAWA.
ARIKAWA: NO....... IT CAN'T BE
HOT DAD AND COOL MUM APPEAR ON SCENE
HOT DAD: HEY WANNA SMOKE SOME WEED? I'M THE CHIEF OF POLICE, THEY'LL LET YOU OFF!
*CUT TO GOVERNMENT OF JAPAN*
MINISTER ABA: THANKS FOR KILLING THE GIANT ENEMY CRABS, BUT YOU KILLED OFF 15% OF THE POPULATION!?!!??!?!??!?!?!111?!?!
COMMANDER ARISU: JOB WELL DONE, GAMERS! NOW OFF TO COMMIT TAX FRAUD
*CUT TO ARAKAWA*
ARIKAWA: AY YO SHIIIIET DAWG, NOW I CAN FINALLY ENTER POO POO PEE PEE WORLD!
CUPID: I'M THE TRASH MAN
ARAKWA: PLZ LEMME INTO THE PHYSICAL REALM, I GOTS TO KILL ME SOME SHITTY WRITERS
KYOOPID: AY YO IS ALL GOOD DOGG, GET YOU ASS UP IN THIS PORTAL BAYBAY
*ENTERS PHYSICAL REALM UK, ENGLAND, COUNTY OF CHESHIRE, UNSPECIFIED PUBLIK SCHOOL*
*CUT TO MIKOKU*
MIKOKU: AY GOOGLE, UUUH, WANNA LET ME UHH, SEE SOME ANIME TIDDIES?
*ARIKAWA COMES THROUGH THE SCREEN STABBING MIKOKU IN THE PENISE*
MIKOKU: AY YO, I JUST SPENT 2 HOURS GETTING THAT THING UP, BIATCH
*SOOH-KEE WATCHES RIGOROUSLY*
SOOKY: CAN YOU SPELL MY NAME RIGHT AT LEAST ONCE, DUMBASS?
*ARIKAWA FLICKS SOOKEE ON THE HEAD, EXPLODING HIM BACK TO SOUTH EAST ASIA*
ARIKAWA: I DON'T EVEN KNOW I'M ALIVE, THE WRITERS ARE DEAD... PLEASE RELEASE ME FROM THIS PAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...
UNLESS, THERE WAS ANOTHER WRITER ALL ALONG!
ROTTEN ASTROPHYSICIST: 'TWAS I THE ONLY OTHER PERSON WHO READS THIS SHIT, IT WAS RATHER ENJOYABLE WITNESSING THIS MESS
ARIKAWA: SHUT UP ROTTEN MAN, I BET YOU SUPPORT JUAN MANUEL SANTOS, THE US PUPPET
ROTTEN: I BET YOU GOOGLED THAT A SECOND AGO
ARIKAWA:WHY IS HE A US PUPPET? DOESN'T SOUND LIKE ONE. OPENLY SUPPORTIVE OF SAME SEX MARRIAGE TOO.
ROTTEN: IDK MAN, IDK
NARRATOR (JOE): THEY WENT ON TO CURE SMALLPOX, PLEASE LISTEN TO THE CURE, I HAVE COMPLEX MUSIC TASTES I SWEAR....




LISTEN TO PAPA ROACH
*CREDITS ROLL*
WRITTEN BY SUKI AND JACOB 'VIDEO GAMES' MIKOKU
GUEST WRITER: INGO LOLICON SPIDER B
ALSO ONE LINE IN VERS 3 WAS WRITTEN BY KMAOERN, BUT WE EDITED IT ANYWAY, SHIT SNESE OF HUMOUR, THINKS KOREA IS IN JAPAN, LOL WHAT A LOSER.




[Intro]
Feel the funk blast..
Feel the funk blast..

Feel the funk blast!
Feel the funk blast!
Feel the funk blast!
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out, yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1]
I be walkin' god like a dog, my narrative, fearless
My word war returns to burn like Baldwin home from Paris
Like Steel from a furnace, I was born landless
This is the native son, born of Zapata's guns
Stroll through the shanties and the cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry but with different last names
These vultures rob everything leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on the globe! Yes, the picture's the same
There's a bank, there's a church, a myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth
There's a widow pig parrot, a rebel to tame
A white-hooded judge, a syringe and a vein
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard

[Hook]
What you say, what you say, what you say, what?
What you say, what you say, what you say, what?
What you say, what you say, what you say, what?
What you say, what you say, what you say, what?
I'm calm like a bomb!
(Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)
I'm calm like a bomb!
(Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)




This ain't subliminal, feel the critical mass approach horizon
The pulse of the condemned, sound off America's demise
The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, yes I spit fire
Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires
Yes back through the shanties and the cities remains
The same bodies buried hungry, but with different last names
Them vultures robbin' everyone, leave nothing but chains
Pick a point here at home, yes the picture's the same
There's a field full of slaves, some corn and some debt
There's a ditch full of bodies, the check for the rent
There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone
The numb black screen that be feelin' like home
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard

[Hook x2]

(I'm Calm Like A Bomb!)
There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill
There's a country's soul that reads post no bills
There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
There's a right to obey and there's a right to kill
There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill
There's a country's soul that reads post no bills
There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
'Cause there's a right to obey and there's the right to kill


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