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The Dispute


My name is not needed

So the info is feeded

All to your head

i talk about how the black are ending up dead

I saw on the news tthey killed a rapper but its alright

these man wont catch us they are mostly krackers

but its all good we still live on fighting for right

Aye we glo up all up like mouse  doe

put it up like a football punt hoe

 

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