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I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more She’s my loving me indeed But she won’t hand me a part of the deed She told me this in the stable In the morn’ at four I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more I was serving dinner on the table As she suddenly took my blackened arm In servility I took her lustful kiss And as expected she sent me away to the stable I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more She’s treating me like fertilizer Only I’m not white And out of her food I don’t get a bite Out of her blood I don’t get a right I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more I gonna **** her I don’t want live to die no more I want to escape From tilling her land And her life shall Go to Lucifer To save me command I’ll accept my title As landowner But I’ll still be a farmer
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 5:34 PM UTC
Black Man's (Slave) Farm
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more She’s my loving me indeed But she won’t hand me a part of the deed She told me this in the stable In the morn’ at four I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more I was serving dinner on the table As she suddenly took my blackened arm In servility I took her lustful kiss And as expected she sent me away to the stable I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more She’s treating me like fertilizer Only I’m not white And out of her food I don’t get a bite Out of her blood I don’t get a right I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more I gonna **** her I don’t want live to die no more I want to escape From tilling her land And her life shall Go to Lucifer To save me command I’ll accept my title As landowner But I’ll still be a farmer
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm No more 'Cause she's a ***** And I won't ever use my charm Because I'm a slave not a love fool
#death#slavery
aditya-roy
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aditya-roy
28/M/New Delhi, India
Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 5:34 PM UTC
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