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My Race

-My Race-

Back In the day
We went through a lot
My race
Wasn’t all that
Where we came from
We was know as slaves and even
Sold to people who didn’t know our real
Name, My race
Wasn’t well known we were only
Know for working
For others…
Years Later , My Race
Were known for killing ,Rapping,
Robbing,Kidnapping and other crimes.
The world
Will never change if we don’t rid of the violence
My RACE
I Hope we see a better chance
In A simple
Place

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