My words written to be a better man spread knowledge across the land. a plan to put money in the needed hands do the government ban my songs. do they command someone to take me out i wake up sweating screaming in my dreams knowing the world is not at peace. vicious want my words prolonged in history trap in misery different theories are now being discover that happen back in centuries back in slavery they call me brave cause I wanna save people from a early grave. thoe I choose to help everyone behave can I save this life we living the game of enslaves.
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A Hero Of The Streets
PoetryPoetry, Hardworking , Black Teen, Living Rough. Different Emotions Young Black Males Go Through The Day 2 Day Struggle Inside Different Areas of America They Wanna See Me Fall Is Not For All But If You Small Stand Tall With All Your Heart. You Can...
