Man of Peaces
he was stalk as he walk
and talk
he won't a change
his name was king
he was just plain
no looking for fame
for you and i
he had to die
he when up to the top
of the hill
his dream was fullfill
for better day on every way
he seek did it on his feet
HE WAS THE MAN OF PEACES
Copyright © Kurtis Scott Aka Curtis Futch Jr | Year Posted 2011
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