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Rastafari Walk Tall
From: East London, (Hackney) |
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Sum Old Poem Yo
IP:
R.i.P
I pour some alcohol on the floor, in remorse
For fallen brothaz, in ur memory i spit a verse with force
Of course, i sit here sheddin tears, with courage u confronted ppls fears
In ma dreams u appear, I respect u forever, ill honour ur memory with my every endeavour
Malcolm X an Bobby Hutton prepared to die 2 b free, than 2 liv stripped of your liberty
Standin strong, in the face of undeniable wrongs
Inspired many of the greats, even Pac, he was prepared to run wit and die wit u 2 break da hate
2pac wit ur every word, brehs sat, listened and felt ur rhymes about things in the world that were absurd
Just to mention one of ur many skills, ur rhymes were ill, ur lifestyle touched ppl cos it was real
Damn i could sit here and list, every one who has 4 others ventured into tha mist
but damn yo, theres jus so many of y'all
I wanna do sumin wit ma life, and emulate u brothas, prevail thru tha strife |