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yo, Young black men, sell a new form of medicine that will get your head to spin. Take you
away from all the pain you in. See, I know your hustling struggling to live the dream,
or, what it seems we perceive to achieve what we believe we really need....but really....we're
just succumbing to greed. Being feinds. It cost to much to live the American dream And
for that same reason lil' *** in the streets pullin' triggas to get that c.r.e.a.m., and
junkies try to find a bag for they need while their children are at home, no food to eat,
third generation hand-me down on they feet. In the face of defeat before they can even
reach victory. This should be hard to picture, but it's just everyday imagery. This ***
sick to me, but it should come as no mystery of how far the government will go to make
sure black people are history. Wrap your head around this, and I want you to understand...the
ACTUAL reason we in Afghanistan, a foreign land, superseding the reach of our greedy
hands? Control the flow *** is the real secret plan.
Control the drugs, control the people. Who would've thought a premise so simple,
could be so incredibly evil, and deceitful. Selling us a dream of flying high like an
eagle, but really it's lethal. I guess as they're the ones who's pushing it....it'll
never be illegal. This is the truth, try and stop me, but country that holds all of our
debt is hooked on poppy, turned to *** and oxy...The government thought we wouldn't
figure it out, but they got cocky and the got sloppy. Putting way too many kinds behind
lock and key, behind bars for what seems like an eternity, absurdly distorting reality to
make it seem like an emergency. But really, they just hustling to pay for a university....to
overcome their own adversity, to be more than a minority or a token that misrepresents diversity.
I thoughts like this all this time, so thats what's cursing me. But the demise of a once
great nation...that's what's really hurting me.