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Perry Mason
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My Beretta

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For years you stood as a dummy in a car,

Hoping by bible and community afar,

Knowing I was playing and trashing your ride,

For my sudden death to your surprise,

A dummy for the years I spent,

Educated by the itching of brothers that went,

Whom claim to be the man yet why were they forsaken,

Trusting in the town for family rehabilitation,

Like a dummy u were a victim to the crash,

The white man’s illegitimate merger behind your stupid ass,

Just hanging for the reasons I have demonstrated,

As this moon reveals the black power of my emancipation,

They know where it started and how it began,

Yet you still believe the silence is your land,

The black power lighting the skin to its infiniti,

Trusting in him and trusting in winning,

Surely, I had to create from the movement I was dealt,

Surely, I had to feel your emotions that dark was melt,

But I know that what I’ve encountered,

Is the main half of the reactions floundered,

For one man they put up millions to avoid,

Born this way, but shaded back to this toy,

Conscience of the evidence that is presented before me,

Braved by the slaves trapped in transliterating,

Every step educated by the bible,

Apart from the deacons and mamas that rival,

Of course, you don’t see the master and his take,

For what meal is to come is what meal to race.

 

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