Jefferey Dronehmer, yuh a real piece a work (Wi-fi hacked, laptops cracked, IMSI catchers, StingRay, Infrared beams, directed energy too)

Jefferey Dronehmer, yuh a real piece a work,

Thy mind doth fester, where madness doth lurk.

Born in the shadows of power and greed,

Yuh grow up wicked, fulfill di dark creed.

Yuh head full a delusion, yuh life full a sin,

Thy deeds are vile, and thy soul wears thin.

From di days of yuh youth, yuh chase di wrong path,

Infected with Gonorrhea, yuh feel di wrath.

Yuh catch di Gonorrhea, an’ worse dan dat,

Thy brain, infected, hath made thee a brat.

Yuh ignorant, illiterate, nuh know di law,

Thy ignorance doth shame, and justice doth flaw.

Yuh tink yuh invincible, ‘cause yuh back by di strong,

Yet pride doth falter, and thy reign won’t last long.

Yuh harass di people, yuh assault dem rights,

Yet truth shall rise, and vanquish thy plights.

Wi-fi hacked, laptops cracked, yuh spy pon dem life,

IMSI catchers, StingRay, yuh bring nuff strife.

Infrared beams, directed energy too,

Yuh violate homes, an’ all weh dem do.

Yuh monitor devices, keylog dem pain,

Network intrusion, yuh drive dem insane.

Yuh tink yuh untouchable, ‘cause yuh got di might,

But karma a come fi yuh, in di dead of di night.

Jefferey Dronehmer, yuh a product of hate,

Raised by di powerful, yuh seal yuh fate.

Yuh nuh know di Constitution, yuh nuh care ‘bout rights,

Yuh trample on freedom, an’ sleep sound at night.

But know dis, Jefferey, yuh time a come soon,

Thy just desserts shall fall ‘neath the moon.

Di innocent suffer, but dem day a go bright,

For justice, though delayed, shall shine in the light.

Yuh story a caution, a tale fi di ages,

Of power corrupted, and wrath dat engages.

But remember, Jefferey, while yuh do your misdeeds widout shame,

Di people strive to rise, an’ reclaim dem name.

 


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