Listen Too my prophecy my words being explore and centuries do I die of a mystery in my life studying Malcolm x history but stuck living in misery , I'm gone lead to they make me bleed bust shot ain't nobody worrying me looking to succeed in this life we need a , role model lead the youth follow nun but truth, listen to the game its a shame they sell out for fame box me in my own frame watch the rain bullets on my name , can you see the pain we living its rain so its hard for me to explain .
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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...
