Evil Seeds
Sam Lans!
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Blood of a slave Heart of a king Soul of a man Black ameri-african New America Mass Hysteria Guns all in my area Who's a carrier You pray for word peace That's so childish Even King got shot He was preaching non-Violence Malcom X got shot Big Got shot Pac go popped X Got rocked The shit will never stop That's why they hug the block Even though it never loved them We forever banging Like strange fruit We hanging A niggas dream is to get him some fame Get in the game Grab him a whip Cop him a chain Cop blew out his brain It looked like strange fruit T.V said go and get you a gun Go play with toy guns We played with toy guns Now they real guns Real niggas don't run While you still young While you still young Pop a pill Dump While its still fun Load it up and kill one If you real son Really real son Let me know its real Take the beef Throw it on the grill Show em how you feel Like strange fruit Evil deeds Evil deeds Reap what you sow From evil seeds Evil seeds Evil seeds Turn in to strange fruit
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