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I Feel Your Pain
All through the ages, I see My brothers in pain, They struggle for wages, And won't see their gain, They get locked up in cages, And think their praying's in vain, When they go off in their rages, It drives us women insane, Then We get given these 'pages', They say our cell's in our brains, Who appointed them sages To keep pullin our chain? By their opinions and gages, We're merely fit to be slain, Their main goal's to enslave, On their ravenous train, Jail gives the living a grave, Whole families' dreams down the drain, And there's a place for the brave, That can't take this plight with a grain, They know it's The GOD that We crave, Since Abel got killed by Cain, All these streets that they pave, Lead way for Satan to reign, GOD said We're worthy to save, They say it's charged to the game, HE was HIS OWN SON that HE gave, To show LOVE We could obtain, And through no-matter-what rave, Our true Self We could maintain' Young Brothers make Your name! Knowin Some One's felt Your Pain!!!
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