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Life

Why is that us as black people Can't live peacefully in the city of brotherly love Why do we think it's cool for us to rap about the burners and the gats Instead of realizing what's happening amongst us blacks Why is it that we're told to live life to the fullest But in reality we can't In reality we can't handle life We can't handle the Joys and sorrows that come with living We can't handle the fact that The people we love the most aren't going to be here forever We can't handle the fact that the good really do die young To young if you ask me But I will tell you this one thing We have a responsiblity To live this thing called life As if the people we love the most Were right here with us And then maybe we can learn to understand This simple thing known to us as Life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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