In the air screaming gotta get to heaven searching for seven lost souls to cure there pain inside my brain I'm looking to explain to those that's lost you have a lot to gain. Get to success this world have plenty of churches to get you to access of our Lord no more cries dry your eyes rise with me deny all pride ride with me there's no need to hide. I can't promise a better tomorrow just follow me quickly God can cure all you who are sickly. Just simply follow me let me get you there through my prophecy.
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A Hero Of The Streets
PoésiePoetry, 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...
