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A United Cry


They call this the United States

But the State we're in is not United 

Some cops are killing and not being indicted

How many more will it take?

You think we got nine lives?

How about you look into our minds?

See into our hearts, See our souls cry

How about see a day between the kids eyes

But don't worry I'm just a boy trying to rap

Not talking about the stacks and the racks

I'm talking about the cold hard facts 

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