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IT SAYS


Black boys black girl

put yo hand on the hood

don't move, STOP resisting

don't want the one in

the vest fear life

BOOM BOOM WE DEAD

your life can be taken

seconds await

listen when they talk

you see bodies on the ground

the killa still stand

but the blacks down

they pick and choose

don't know whos who

thinking ur the one

but u don't have the gun

he stands big and proud

while u lay there shivers hands

they shout out he's not the killa

the killa still stands.....

 

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