The case these deliquescent face do we chase freedom or jail when will we young black males prevail , lost in a trail do we nail the times we fail being black females or males we die like animals in this world of hell only thing we given a pair cuffs and a jail cell they promise us freedom no bites they pick up a gun they kill you on sight in these times of nights ain't no freedom so that's the reason we kneeling to flags purchase a brand weapon we protecting ourselves that's the reason they mad.
V2. Outlast run to freedom begging for God to deliver help from the kingdom , can you see my heart breathing in the cold the world moving slow do I fold , its hot in hell niggaz screaming in there cells jail mates become political prophets searching for wisdom awaiting for freedom ,
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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...
