Maduro Captured in the Night

Yo. From the Caribbean shadows, the eagles took flight.

Night stalkers creeping, no mercy in sight. Maduro talk big, but the game's

about to end. Dictator fall hard when the real ones descend. Maduro a madman,

narco king on the throne. Flood the streets with coke, won't leave his

people alone. Election rigged tight, '18 to '24, fraud. Protests crushed bloody,

no mercy from his squad. Hyperinflation, hell. Millions flee the

land. Starving kids in Caracas, blood on his hands.

Ally with cartels, Hezbollah in the mix. Russian guns, Chinese radar,