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Dec 2016
Yelling free my Negus.
They just be trying to eat, and make a living.
Now the 1% making a killing,
because my brothers stuck in private prisons.
We dying in these streets,
Crying behind steel doors.
Use your mind while its still yours.
Knowledge makes a man unfit to be a slave.
A quote the government still ignores.
They adore our culture,
Steal all they can from us like vultures.
Savages that only care about annual profit averages,
And the status quo.
Just know we gone make it through this sadness,
Learn your history so we won't repeat this madness.
Jay Bryant
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   --- and The Ripper
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