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Peace and Love


It doesn't matter what color we are black, white, purple? green?? We need to come together as one and fight against these mean, mean streets these rap starts talk about their crazy cars, spittin’ crazy bars over a hot beat but yet they don't understand, the younger generations are still in the streets They talk about how they are "livin'", but we're not livin' yet but yet we're living in a recession and I get so angry sometimes I feel like I’m in a mental session all I can speak is brok-en sen-ten-ces and frag-ments. And they also talk about sexuality I know it's a reality but, There is no reason why they call this girl a smeeze Just because she is a little easier than the girls that you've seen before, She settles for less and never asks for more And she wonders why she gets the title the whore The lies they speak Bleed through our generation and that’s what penetrates the mind This is why we cry I strive for a better tomorrow so no more sorrow will oppress me My mind will not let me Follow in their footsteps Gangbangahs, Pimps, thugs That’s not for you, me, us.... that’s for them So why can't we as a nation be the anti-drug Why must we be the gangbangas pumps and thugs We are the ones that will suffer And we are living on mother earth so why don't we love her? And God is watching from up above And no matter what we do, He still loves us You, Me, Us, We, need to find that love And I know there are many problems in our generation That need to be solved but I think I have the answer to one resolved Get rid of the guns that cause wounds Get rid of the beatings that cause black and blue bruised Throw away the tools used to hurt one another Dang My Sistah My brothah is that what we have come to? why are we running from ourselves? Me? You? There is no where else to hide there is no where to run to? this is what peace and love can do You, Me, Us, We Need to spread that love And I know there are problems in our generation that cannot be solved But I think I have the answer to violence resolved, Peace and love
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