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CATEGORY
life
My homies
from top dog
to bottom crawlers
I say hey
My people
from the rich
to the poor
I say follow me
My friends
from ones I barely talk to
to the closest of the close
Can you hear me?
Do you understand where I'm coming from?
This Nation
One under God
Believe in me
and come with me
to explore this revolution of
Love
and fight for what we only got
and not what we want.
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