oktober
lördag 1 mars 2008 bild 1/2
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If I could recollect before my hood days I'd sit and reminisce, thinkin a bliss of the good days I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em They tested, it was stress that they under an' now a days, things changed Everyone's ashamed of the youth 'cause the truth looks strange And for me it's reversed, we left 'em a world thats cursed, and it hurts cause any day they'll push the button and all condemned like Malcom x and Bobby Hunton, die for nothin' Don't it make ya get teary, the world looks dreary but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly theres no need for you to fear me if you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me it aint about black or white, 'cause we're human I hope we see the light before its ruined my ghetto gospel...
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