Society

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Society is a mystery color against color but y'all not worried bout the other when we can join one another with yo sisters and brothers if y'all can stand together we can do what ever but that's not on our mind its killing money females and time. Yeah time and I'm not talking bout a clock I'm talking bout being locked no freedom to even watch as yo life tic and toc while people body drop of yo fa
mily too bizzy locked up to here them scream help me you could of made a change but you make more pain then when you get out its not the same where yo cuzzin buried where yo brother buried where yo sister buried where yo son buried where's your mom stressed as her days grows less then you feel that pain in yo chest you could of made a change but you made more pain-Chris Bambino)

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