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Put Matters into your own hands


It's crazy these days people go where the wind takes 'em people shootin each other just cause the wind blowin racism takes us back into the slave days those old ways people try and make you crumble inside destroy your pride but you gotta raise up cause guess what jesus is on your side diseases from sex is what we awake to find the next day your first time don't play with the cards of fate but you could draw out your own plan try 'n take matters into your own hands!
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