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[Sample Memoirs of the Traveler" by The Jaggerz]

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Second floor my hotel im up bout to blaze
And zone out to Frankie Beverly and Mayes
As our about to pass and them days in the past
He set my mind free so my mind at last
So much that I dont even drink from a glass
Id rather find the fountain I can and do it fast
Didnt understand a of a king now do the math
Coincidentally on your I ditched the class
Cuz the younger me, dumber me was chasin the
Chasin the ass, low life with his in the grass
Ridin home from school in of the bus
Not even bout how Rosa Parks done it for us
How she stayed behind and she done it for us
And she stayed behind till she won it for us
Sometimes I give up or at least take a break
Thats I close my eyes and see Coretta Scotts face

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

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

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

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