MY TEAM..
How many teamscan you play for
god is my true player
for him I am who I remain constantly.
\I can not buy into your
feelings of despair slave master
mentality,I am not a become fades brother
black boy wanna be.
\My eyes fell open and there you
were sitting in my chair,looking at me
way back, but I tell you, I have seen
martin luther king,I have seen malcom X
I have seen rosa parks I have seen my sweat and
tears forfathers graves ill treated lives of
poor people,but today all I hold on to
is my black skin for in the end that is all
I will die with..
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