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[Sample from Memoirs of the Traveler" by The

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floor my hotel im rollin up bout to blaze
And zone out to this Beverly and Mayes
As our days about to pass and them days in the
He set my mind free so my mind at last
So much that I even drink from a fuckin glass
Id rather the first fountain I can and do it fast
understand a dream of a king now do the math
Coincidentally on your birthdays I the class
Cuz the me, dumber me was chasin the cash
Chasin the ass, low life with his face in the
Ridin home from in front of the bus
Not even thinking bout how Rosa done it for us
How she stayed behind and she done it for us
And she stayed bars till she won it for us
Sometimes I wanna give up or at least a break
Thats when I close my eyes and see Scotts face

Cuz Sometimes I wanna give up or at take a break
Thats I close my eyes and see Coretta Scotts face.

Uh
Word up
Standing at the pue panoramic view of the
Greeting, Ive been to do me some letter reading, to the King
He forever breathing your messages leaving
of your homies, phonies I should say it when I see them
Them sleazy bastards, some pastors, jerks
should never be allowed in Ebenezer Baptist Church, in Atlanta
Some people be patient I this ghetto grammar
But im a street normally I just speak rude
Martin Luther, the martyr, the trooper, killed him
Noble peace prize winner they the feelin
As a kid I aint relate really, I was Dreams speech jokingly
Till your world me
First I thought your were passive, one who ass kissed
I was young to be honest, I was feelin
I aint know the strength you had to have to march
You was more than just talk you were the first Braveheart
We you
Feels like be in me sometimes

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The word nigger is nothing like
Dont sound shit alike like like Jigga
One came before the other like aim and the trigga
One is for my brotha, one is hang and take a picture
The aint tight enough, he still alive go fix it
Pour some gasoline on him, call his black bitches
Make him pick cotton, they momma clean up the kitchen
The same cotton in white tees thats the cotton was pickin
If Dr. King marched today Bill Gates march?
I know Obama would but would Hillary take
Great minds think great
The pictures I paint make the Mona Lisa look fake art
I feel the of Nelson Mandela
Cuz it rains it pours I need Rihannas umbrella
For Scotts tear drops
When she got the phone call that the future just a fuckin head shot

I wonder why Jesse Jackson catch him before his body dropped
he give me the answer? Probably not