Right now you don't know but soon you won't be able to go no where without hearing about me cause i put in my time i payed my due's faced my fears and now the Tha Dark Messiah is here. I was born in sudan on 09/27/1987 i was born in a time of war and with that said rebals came to my villige when i was 5 years old and about to turn 6 they took me away from my moms and turned me into a train killer. By the time i was 7 years old i had my own unit and i had killed well beyond a 1000 men, most nights i can't sleep because i see there face's i hear them screaming i see them bleeding sometimes i even feel there blood on my hands. I seen and done some fucked up shit in my life but god still has my back because when i was 11 years old i got sick of being a killa when i shot my sister i didn't even know she was my sister she had a picture of me and her when i was 3 and she was almost 2 years old. She told me about how we had diffrent mothers but the same dad and how her moms died giveing birth to her and how my moms took her in as her own doughter she lived with my dad and i lived with my moms. because my moms left my dad when she found out he was with another woman. My dad took my sister with him when moms couldn't forgive him for what he did and i didn't reamber her because my unit had a shoot out with goverment soulja's and i was hit by some shartnile from a gernate the gornment soulja's threw i lost some memorie. My sister told me that my moms was moveing to Egypt and that my dad was taken by the sudaness government but she was too far gone to be saved because i had shot her 28 times with an ak47,there was nothing i could do for her but shot her in the head to stop her pain. I watching my sister die by my own hands drove me made i couldn't stop crying and once i stopped crying all i could think of was vengence. so me and my unit they where called the blood brothers robbed anybody we ran into. The money we stole i gave to my unit and told them to get out of sudan because i was going to find my dad because he was the only person who knew were my moms was. but my blood brothers wouldn't let me go on a sucide mition all by my self. Our last mistion of soulja's was freeing my dad from a prison in khartom sudan. there was too many sudaness soulja's for us to take them head on. so we snuck in to the city and when out at night time and start killing sudans soulja's but befor we killed we asked them where my dad was at. My dad was a unversty profecer when i was 5 years old and he was well known in sudan you could even say he was famous. because he help alot of people escape from sudan to egypt because my aunit was in egypt and she would send him money and once the people got to egypt they would pay her back. We were in khartume for almost a mothen and we were killing at least 240 men a night after we had killed about 10,000 men the gornevemnet soulja's started to fear us and then one of them finly told us were about where my dad was being held. i killed him slowly after he talked. The blood brothers was me and six other 17 year old kids i was the ground soulja's i when in frist because i was so young the other soulja's didn't think much of me and as soon as i started fireing my blood brotha kon and mayen would jump out and give me support fire as my blood brothers yol,dang,piok,lual would snipe the enime. We didn't have the numbers but we still took on hundreds and walked away without a single scare because we used our brains and we were pretty lucky because we had some realy close calls. Saveing my dad was the hardest mistion we have ever been on because this time we where on the enimeys truff and we where out numbered at least 500 to one. but the prison was being garded by 1400 men and all we had to do was kill enogh of them to make the othere 10000 soulja's in the city think that there was more then one kid and 6 teen agers out there killing there men. Frit thing we did was blow up there cars because once we got my dad and 500 othere men out we couldn't have the sudaness army fallow us and just shoot us down. we blew up all there cars but they had about 20 tanks that we couldn't blow up with out a rocket luncher. We looked for there amory but the armory was garded by 4 tanks and 150 men so there was no way we could rick takeing them on. the only chose we had was kill and run. on the frist attack we killed 76 men. and we ran out off ammo. The next attack we killed 24 men and then we had no more ammo in the stach. so we had to go take some of the enimies ammo,my blood brotha mayen was shot and killed as we were gettin ammo. now we where down to six brothers and i had only one brother who could give me support fire. The hate in my heart was so great that i started killing weman and childern because i was lost that night we killed 1217 men and 500 of them were killed by me. i reamber watching grown men run for there lives when they seen me and i was only 7 years old. They tryed to run but i gunned them down normaly i would tell them to drop there guns and let them go but this time i just killed them and didn't feel shit for them. the only good that came out of that night was the fact that we stacked up our ammo and got enogh food to last us too weeks. For the Next 2 weeks we just keeped on killing army men and my blood brothers started to fear me because i was killing everything that moved i even killed this 70 year old man who didn't have a gun and he couldn't run. I pushed my luck when i tryed takeing out a tank i didn't die but my back and left shoulder got fucked up when i got shot in the back by the tanks machine gun. My back was fucked but my crazy stunt gave my blood brothers Yol and Dang enoght time to get some rocket lonchers and rockets from there armory we had to lay low for 3 weeks because the war had taken it's tol on us and my back was fucked so i couldn't do much. My blood brothers wanted to keep going but they didn't wanna rick leaveing me alone and haveing me get found because i wouldn't be able to defend my self. the three weeks felt like forever because we were running out of food and the amry was regrouping because they thought they had killed us. My left shoulder was still fucked but my back was better and now we had the elmet of supprise on our side.but there was no way we were going to be able to keep fighting because sooner or later the government soulja's would kill us all. We had to free the prisoners quick because we had enogh guns for them and if we freed them then we realy have a chance against the amry soulja's. my blood brotha kon was the master mind he was the one who drew out the battle plan. And he came up with a seven day battle plan that would keep our elemet of supprise and kill enogh gards to make them flee. we trade our guns for rocket lonchers but i wasn't strong enogh to carry and fire a rocket luncher. I took a sinper and started picking off soulja's and when the others soulja's came to see what was going on my blood brotha's started fireing rockets at them. after 3 nights we had killed over 5000 soulja's. There was about 3000 soulja's left because about 2000 soulja's had abbonded there post and ran so the genrals start calling to see if they could get reinforment form the south. The reinforment from the south would be in khartum in 2 days but we need 4 days to free the prisoners. we had no choose but to start fighting in the day time too. the night time was our spichty. We took sniffed cocain to keep us druging the day because we had been up for 2 day and all we did was fight i wanted to sniff cocain but i just couldn't push my self too tough that shit. if it wasn't for the gun fire i think would of fell a sleep every 5 mins. We had the amry on the rops when all the tanks got relocated to the 2 prison gates,but the stupid mother fuckers parked there tanks too close to one another so we just shot out the two middle tanks and the shook from there explotion killed most of the other soulja's the once's who lived were to fucked up to do shit. after almost 4 mounths of fighting we finly freed the 150 men that were left from the 500 men because the rest had died of hunger or been slain by the gorvenment soulja's my dad had to eat dead men in order to live. In order for my blood brothers and i to have made a stand against the reinforment that was comeing from the south we would of need the 500 men. but we had only 150 men and they were all skinny and barly liveing. The only think we could do was run to fight another day but that wasn't possible either because the reinforment was close enogh to catch up to us since there was only 5 trunks for 150 men. Me and my blood brothers were ready to give our lives to give the prisoners a head start. we gave the prisoners 500 guns and all the ammo that we had stacked up. and we keeped one of the trucks just in case there was a way that we could escape after we gave the prisoners and my dad enogh of a head start. Most of the prisoners wanted to stay and fight with me because they belive that i'm the child the proficy spook off. In my conutry there is a prohcy off a child that will come to wage war and free the people. It wan't eazy but i convinced the prisoners to run and comeback to fight another day because they would just get murdered without training and espicaly in the shape they were in they would just slow us down. The frist 4 trucks left and my father truck was about to live when we seen the reinforment comeing. they had at least 200 hundred tanks and 20,000 men. they weren't playing anymore they also belive that i was the child the prophcy spook off. My blood brothers and i knew that death had finly come for us and that this time would be our last time we would ever lift our guns in the name of freedomn. I put on two vests. and so did my brothers. My blood brother kon told me to go with the prisoners because he said that if i was to die with them on that day that sudan would never see freedomn. I laughed and told him blood brother rule number one. Never run from a bettle if your brothers are not running with you. My blood brothers had tears in there eyes because for once they felt fear and they finly had felt hopeless. I thought they were going to give me a huge. But they knocked me out and put me on the truck with the othere men. 4 hourse later i woke up i was dissy at frist but my dissyness was gone as soon as i thought i was dead i thought i had died.then i looked at the othere people around me and i didn't see my dad. One Of the men that was on the truck with me told me that my dad had knocked me out and took my gun and posstion in battle. and that he had told them to get me to my mother at all cost. I was tied up because they knew i wasn't going to go quitly. 4 days later we finly made it to Awaynet LIBYA were we got fake pass ports and then we when to Cairo EGYPT. Frist thing i did when i got to Egypt was try to find out if my blood brothers or my dad had made it out of the battle alive or if they were captoured or if they were dead. i had a bad feeling. Somepart of me knew they were dead but i didn't wanna give up hope because there were the greatest soulja's that i had ever been on the battle fild with. Four years passed and there was no word i had lost hope that i would ever see my dad ever again and now i was sure that my blood brothers were dead. i couldn't sleep because all i could think of was them. I felt so much guilt because they had enogh money to leave sudan if i would of never tryed saveing my dad they wouldn't be dead and my dad wouldn't be dead. I tryed going to school but i didn't do too good at all because i was distracted all the time i was haveing angizty attacks and some times i wouldn't reamber who i was or what was going on. There would be somedays where i would pass out in class or snap when somebody was to look at me funny or even sneek up on me. i didn't have many friends because people thought i was a freak and some thought i was crazy. then one day i came home from school and my mom told me that my dad was alive and that he was comeing to Egypt. i didn't belive her so i asked her about my blood brothers but she didn't know who they were. 2 mounths later my dad was in Egypt the frist thing i asked him was how my blood brothers were and if they had escaped too because he made so they must of escaped too. My dad looked me in the eyes and told me about how they gave there life to let him escape and come help me become the leader that i was born to be. In Memory of my fallen blood brothers my dad named my real brothers after them. I'm still the soulja that was when i was 7 but i'm grown now i'm smarter i'm stronger and now that i'm 20 i'm going to wait 5 more years. I wanna have a child to carry on my name because this war that i'm getting ready for might be my last battle. this rap thing has to work because i don't wanna see my beautiful black people that i'm trying to free crack. I started rapping when i was 17 years old i used to be a realy shitty rapper but countless hours of practise and now i'm the best rapper alive because there is no one deeper then me. No one has as much modavation as me. Most rappers now a days only want to be rich but me i free all black men because for too long we the black men have been enslaved miss treaded and lied to. the white man has fucked africa rapped our weman and gave our young brother drugs. They put houce niggers on tv and made it look ok to be a gang banger or a crack dealer. and they told all the young sister that they need to get them self a man that paid. The black men in amrica have been brainwashed but i'm going to change that because our ansters came here as slaves but will be leaveing this hell hole as freemen and we will be paid for the work that our ansters did and we will take back what was stolen from us. I am JESUS Tha Dark Messiah my real name is Akol Piok But Akol Piok died along time ago. because i stopped liveing form myself a long time ago and i started liveing for my people. I can't live because i an't liven if i an't a free man and right now the black man is not a freeman he thinks his free but the black man is been lied to the world isn't ready for me. I dream of the day when no long will be called a nigger. i dream of the day when the police won't pin charges on me because i'm black I wanna be free god damn it. I would rather die like a man then continue to live as a slave for the racist white man, I am a black man i ain't a nigga nigger or nigro. So give me whats mine or i will take what is mine and then take what is yours. Give me life Or Kill me now befor i get the chance to kill you.