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life

Elusive,
Run from cop cars..because cops are..trapped in delusions,
That my brown skin means I'm in some sort of collusion, 
With every balck man from their illusions,
Nothing starnge,
The klan used to chase my people just the same,
Proud christians in sheets using shotgun barrels to adjust the flames,
But now they label me dangerous because its too risky to call me names,
Like PICTURE calling me a nig...and before you can finish..BAM !! ... you get knocked out of the FRAME,
Or..or sh!t could be peaceful,
Instead of telling me where I should go back to you could say ..NICE TO MEET YOU,
See..everybody deserves to be treated equal,
Life it self is plenty lethal,
Without worrying if your skin tone will define the way that somebody treats you,

AND THATS ON GOD ..