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Wind take me over a better
lifegrown wing like sell a little weed
and I might have to pay for it. Story on
my life you know it's kind of based on
it. Story of my life there's no honor
amongst thieves. I was in a trap selling
junk to the junkies. Villers in the m
got me running with monkeys. Gr's
disappointed. Things have turned into an
key. We just want to eat cuz everyone's
got the munchies. I know they had higher
hopes for us. But I've been buying gold
from selling loads of dust. As long as
hell's frozen and heaven's over us, then
I'mma do the sign of the cross and hope
for luck. That means running the groin.
Understand the difference between the
hair and the tortoise. If I got to fight
for my freedom, I'll never forfeit. I'm
just trying to find a new reason to be
important. I'm running out of those.
Every time I look my wife in the eyes,
she see a ghost. Tired ain't a word.
Dying ain't a vert. What's the state of
mind when your mind's overworked? Even
minds overworked. And that's what all we
do is try hard, then we try again.
Didn't know life could have you feeling
like death. Ain't no touching now. We do
it for the kids. We're from bricks, but
they don't say we're bridge them. I hope
when the kids grow, they enrich them
with opportunity. Open arms, not a fist
cleans. Fire time. Fire means we burn
the system. Still we turn up the
systems. Long as my suit them lean in
this clock slipping and the wind them a
crump on the banks and I can blast my
redeem and jerk my chicken. I still have
a roof over my head and the church girl
drinking on Sunday with faith and grace
were blessed. No matter how dark my skin
is, there is no difference. We're all
just soul and
flesh. The teaching is that he is black.
Put it on
God. We ain't hearing those lies on a
newspaper. You're lying or you're dying
everybody. But it's so
hard. Yeah. Yeah. We are second
generation black people in this country.
The first generation went through that.
Can't we learn from our own
mistakes? Black man stand up and take
pressure all the day life and don't give
back nothing. my future. I just want to
own my modeling agency. West time
supporters, real wall supporters,
Chelsea supporters will come together to
beat up black man. I am my six-year-old
son. Look on me and tell me you are
white. You envy me for my moves. You
don't envy me for my shoes. You don't
envy me for my shoes. Cuz you know you
couldn't go zero minutes down the road.
Yet you want to put your heel on my
soul. So you could step on me and pull
my roots out. Cuz you don't want me to
grow. You fabricate cuz you don't want
me to know. Made me fall in love with
staying in this place and now you want
me to go. Half of the story has never
been told. Tell me, how many female
detainees did you trick and give pills
to kill their babies? Cuz if the babies
were born, then they would have been
citizens. God knows you all deserve
imprisonment. Anyway, it's the return of
the immigrant. Can't get rid of them.
Can't get rid of we being free one time
used to be a dream. Till I realize that
it's a dream cuz I'm still asleep.
Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake
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