only the names of legends are remembered: when I saw my community on fire:
they sayin death before dishonor, well let me tell you how I’m living
ain’t got much food, don’t get much sleep, this war is an attrition
It’s like they’re unhappy that a brown man is givin
so they lit the molotov and set the whole town screamin
sir, Think About My Children, they the future for…
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