Di vibes dem a tell yuh, bredren. Worl' Boss prophecy a come true, and time movin'. Panic spreadin' like wildfire right now, cuz everyone know seh di end a nigh'. De establishment dem try fi hide it, but di truth a shine bright. We gotta be strong, we gotta stay true, and we gotta fight back. Clues everywhere yuh look {Di worlda fall apart Unite

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