We free brotha man we free.
Supper only comes once a day
So you might as well eat.
You mighty
You strong
You look like me.
We was met to be
Like the dirt
To a tree.
Make way for the lost Kings
We have found our way.
Hundoneains, BlackFace
Let us pray.
BlackFace Hundone
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