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American dream has been a living nightmare
For four hundred years in the land of the free
No justice for all when it comes to me
Go back to Africa You say it

Watching that, watching this
Want me dead, Apocalypse
You Owen shit, I ain't talkin' Ricks
And I'm with my dogs like I'm Michael Vick
Watching that,

I Got My Locs On

Young Jeezy

Trap Unloaded

2011

them pheromones
Women love it when the see me on that motorcycle
Niggas hate it cause they know I'm makin' more than Michael
Been ballin' since

black, one chrome
Sounding out, outside your home
(Ah, right by you)

Two door coupe, let her drive (Skrr)
Heard that she curve all the guys (Curve)
All

When I reminisce on way back when, I think of the night we saw Michael Penn.
It was Max and Me and you and B in the Capitol of Maryland.
He sang some

kill
Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, fuck us, we will
Take a life, lethal injection or free will
Tookie got murdered by the pigs, fuck did he

strengthen that bond
A walk home gone bad end up like Trayvon
Small crimes can get him killed just ask George
Or Michael with his hands up what they kill him

You ever by some outlandish shit?
You ever been up in those type of stores
You ever buy a watch from Michael Kors?
No

Only focused on home runs
And not

to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't

trying to live my life
And I can't live it right
Unless I see justice
No justice No Peace
Rest in Peace Michael B
And rest in peace George Floyd
It's like

The Great American Dream
(Lyrics & Music by Rocky Michaels)



Down at the beach thereu0027s a guy and his girl holding hands     
He kisses her

and its final
Swag! -man been catting george michael
But res-ults are-in; and, we hear-that
Clarky, is quite delightful
Seated in; a freedom bin; for trial

Stop acting like curious george
Back pack full of dem narcotics
Hoes on my @#$% and gottem straight wildin
I dont give a f@#% cause i been poppin
And you

I turned to the top streaming in the whole world
Then I put back on my hoodie
These niggas lame
I walk in this bitch by myself with my changes

And where we need to be
Won't you come on home
Won't you come on back to me
Meet me by the rope swing
Hung on Whiskey George creek

'Cause you've been gone

years old too young for an obituary
On his way back home from a convenience store through the yards of his neighbors was walkin
George Zimmerman spied him

good to see you smile

You can finally put down that cup
Things are really looking' up
Welcome you back in our home
You'll never have to feel alone

But

sometime 
Since we been together 
And I miss you both 
Say hi to mom for me 
I'll be back home 
I'm still in the field 
Tryna work on my vision
Hope y'all

Michael Nilliamson
He lived by his poetry
But i lost him
When the tide 
came in

So i put 
all of my home 
in a metal box
Flammable liquid 
and 10 pairs

Marsupial flex When i slide thru 
The devil an angel am I too?
2,3 Im winning like Michael
2,3 I’m winning like Michael 

Sit back, count checks

So they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess, Michael Jackson was right, you are not alone
Rock your hardhat black 'cause

understand, yeah
I just wanna understand
Travyon, Tamir, Michael, Eric, Philando, Breonna, George. Say their names

Can't just talk about it, we gotta be about

She's Gonna Love Ya to Death

John Parr

Rock the World [Enigma]

1989

with her pain

Submitted by Michael Hack

to properly fight
Thru watching Michael Jai white in black dynamite sho ya right
So shorty what’s ya name
I’m glad that you came
When I saw you on the back