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I speak the truth never a fable, sending love to the streets, miss my Granny kitchen table where love was all you could eat, just woke up feeling short of breath, hoping you come if I call, I know life aint a sport or test, see death gone come to us all, the mirror shows my mothers eyes, man I can't do no more time, cause since my baby brother died this life is both his and mines, before they lay me in a grave, pray I release what I feel, tell the tale of every slave, dead by ropes or in fields, close my eyes and talk to God, so many killed by a gun, took me some time now I realize your will gone always be done, my Daddy said your ways was deep, don't stress because he got cancer, same night he died while in his sleep, I know his last prayer got answered, try my best to keep it lit, rather I laugh or I smile, most days I feel like I'm unfit to guide the path of a child, most of us grew up with no pops, so now my friends just don't bother, call it what you want, I see the sins of our fathers.
Andre Thomas
