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so i'ma just get money, teach my babies (when i get some) and let the lost stay lost i mean, you can't waste time arguin' with an old mufucka about right and wrong, or what's acceptible behavior, and what's not so i just let them fall to the wind, and i dissassociate myself from them yeah, they black, so am i, so what? they ain't of the same mindstate as i am, so they might as well not be what i am, you dig? it's all about catchin' the young before they turn into some hardheaded unreachable nigger and i mean that -er they are savages and i ain't on no self hate shit neither and this ain't no nigga vs black people post neither, cuz some of them bourgie bastards are worser than them gym shoe thugs and whores that patrol the streets lookin' for a victim maybe africans are right when they look at us as a people and see no hope and don't want to fuck with us
i mean, let's take black businesses...their prices are high? why? cuz niggas is always lookin' for the hook ups, and shortchangin' the hooker upper in return...sure, they bring people to you....lookin' for the hookup, so who does the black business pass that onto? the already financially burdened black consumer, and then we wonder why so and so ain't stay in business long on that prime spot on crenshaw...cuz the residents couldn't afford to support him givin' people the hook up in the long run ...a child is born with no state of mind, blind to the ways of mankind, god is smilin' on you and frownin' too, because only god knows what you gonna do...©melle mel
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