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There's no promise for you My black man Feels like my life is **** Through black sand Undirected and unprotected Yet selected I feel rythm through words Sending my song up high through birds You see the sensation Yea my proclamation To give you information Stop wasting in the basin Listen girl I don't wanna stress you I just wanna learn And undress you So know that this is tangible Giving you time that's mangable
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Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 9:28 AM UTC
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There's no promise for you My black man Feels like my life is **** Through black sand Undirected and unprotected Yet selected I feel rythm through words Sending my song up high through birds You see the sensation Yea my proclamation To give you information Stop wasting in the basin Listen girl I don't wanna stress you I just wanna learn And undress you So know that this is tangible Giving you time that's mangable
afrosamurai
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Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 9:28 AM UTC
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