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Black Foundation

I hate when people hurt
Especially those I love
If I didnt have to work
Neither would those I love
But moneys tight so all I can give are hugs
Maybe its for the best, bad habits and drugs
Imprison your mental; if life were simple
All lives would matter
But blacks are dying faster
We were born in disaster
To the off spring of slaves
Raped by their master
Now money is the master
Profit over prophet to have is to live
But deep pockets can't define what life is
What's wealth, if you don't know your value
Is it equally worth being devalued
Your miss educated if you never learn you
You study spanish, french, hitler and the jews
But where are your roots its your foundation
Without, one can never build a nation

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