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home of the indigenous Lenni-Lenape Native-American nation and to acknowledge that the fortune Of our lives have been founded on not only
of lenape if you did not see the damage done well you're just too young and gone is poor old silk city calling william paterson paterson gone
Hey Hey Philadelphia Won't you ring that liberty bell? The ghost of William Penn is playing chess with the truth Haunted by that Lenape yell A bed
and apples that it grew For Cinnaminson really means sweet water And it tells what Lenape people knew And he said son, the gift came from the water And all our
shots, chop gave a vasectomy She looking real sexy when I'm off the Hennessy I ran out of ammo, shoot arrows like Lenape I can't let a bummy ass rapper
it retracted And made way for the pine trees The Homo Sapiens migrated and a culture elevated And they called themselves the Lenape They never taught
to the Wyandot, why not Let me see the Shawnee, Scioto, Olentangy And Lenape, Seneca and meet me in Miami you feel me History is written in the names and ain't no
Galileo of the block, look The BX, tierra Lenape, bitch did I stutter Better not cross any coco cherry mango ladies That's word to my muvva All of my
back in 1624 The Lenape tribes would soon get forced from their home Soon we'll all get pushed out as soon as I get sober I remember why I drank it
and the cops, To the ballers, shot-callers, who skim off the top. From the piss-rotted sidewalks, pounded by creeps, To the Lenape trails that lie
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