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Jungle Fever


A black woman

She’s been through a lot of pain

She’s made her way through the rain

Model of ride or die

And all I ask is why?

Why would you, betray your ancestors and go with a white bitch?

You would go with their “Masta’s wife” just to satisfy your fucking jock itch?

White fuckas raped them, white fuckas brainwashed.

Draped them with misery, all fucking hope squashed

And you could put that white bitch on a high pedestal all you like

But just remember that my black overpowers any white

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