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Wrong Move

Wrong move, wrong move, Gun in hand barking strong Knocked the lady with basket in hand, Her only wrong, is to feed her throng King man that's wrong, Pretending you don’t understand Wrong move, missiles flying, children dying, family crying Black attacks black, this is no shock, it’s coming from way back Wrong move, what are you trying to prove King man that’s Delusion and we are not listening to radio fusion, so there should be no confusion Refuse man to be used man, people are not amused man, You walking with gun in hand making ghost, is that your plan Wrong move, make no excuse, Sniffing dope without hope, head mad no good Snuffing out lives in your neighbourhood One day the table will turn man, don’t wait until there’s no return man King man, immerse your mind in positive vibes to stay alive man Making ghost is not a joke so show remorse Violence is a curse man, not to be nursed man, or it will get worse man Reverse the hearse man, the only wise plan to keep the earth alive man Karl Goulbourne

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Date: 7/5/2018 11:57:00 PM
Karl, I like your "Wrong Move!"
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