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My people .... My past....

Out of Hope out of dope children starving in the street, mother's walking, father's talkin (Can We Please Get One Til Next Week) babies crying hope is dying my people don't lose your ability to speak , history's lost, who did it cost, 1 million souls crying from their graves . Bring it back the unity of blacks before we all end up like (SLAVES) a ray of Hope down with dope FATHER'S lift your heads and say, we are men from out of sin so I know that there's a way, to bring it back and build a homes the way that (Malcolm X) had a dream , to save our children and teach our WOMEN that together we can succeed. To open doors and find a way for our children to be (PROUD) so that they can lift their heads and take their futures to the clouds☁️🌥️🌤️☀️🌍.

By: Edward F Gadsden ll.
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