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Tha Ghost Writa

I'm what the people call a freedom writer the flow is on fire, but I'm far from an arsonist a black activist and lyrically I'm unconscious thats me a verbal abuser, I speak in riddles sometimes but I ain't trying to lose ya I speak for my people, so like the holy spirit these lyrics gotta move ya I'm something like Jesus was on earth but just like Christ is, 22 years of age one son, no drama ready for death when the Lord calls something like a suicide bomber and karma, I'm so calm, remote activated like C-4 explosives, and I'm no rookie wit this so I'm telling you don't get it twisted Outspoken, and I'm everything what the truth should be, the chains is loose, slavery still exist but truthfully I'm spiritually free I'm the one GOD called on when his people were crying and I came to the rescue ready to die running threw the rain and walking thru fire

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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