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Well, well, well.
Looks like the chickens are coming home to roost.

"You're throwing stones to hide your hands." - Bad, 1987.

"I'm tired of being the victim of shame, you're throwing me in a class with a bad name. I can't believe this is a land from which I came... Beat me, bash me. You can never trash me. Hit me, kick me. You can never get me." - They Don't Care About Us, 1995.

"Now you can't stop me even though you think that if you got me you've done your thing. And when you bury me underneath all your pain, I'm steadily laughing while surfacing... You can't believe it. You cant conceive it. You can't touch me, cuz I'm untouchable. And I know you hate it. Baby, you can't take it. You'll never break me, cuz I'm..." - Unbreakable, 2001.