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I don't know what necromancer is talking about but i'll take a shot:
In the years of slaves and little boy playing in caves he took us their
Down the river with a runaway slave and a runaway kid taught us to care
Without the politics of that day and age with out the instilled fear
Without the talk of people don't belong here and with a thoughtful tear
Im speaking of mark twain and the obvious pain of no technology
But thoughtless words of a racist society playing games with psychology
From fleeting childhood wandering to the production of a man huckberry fin
n this satire n ethnic speak from da south da line of reality thin
Not sur what the necromancer meant: never the twain shall meet
Hatrd wud nvr come from da mouf of twain n in heavn away from da heat
Hows that necromancer
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Let God speak for the underground Psalm 49 16-17
16 Do not be overawed when a man grows rich when the splendor of his house increases
17 For he will take no thing with him when he dies, his splendor will not descend with him
18Though while he lived he counted himself blessed - and men praise you when you prosper-
19 He will join the generation of his fathers, who will never see the light of life
20 A man who has riches without understanding is like the beasts that perish
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