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Sunny Days

Sunny days keeping the clouds away I don’t what that means because ain’t no sunny days in these ghetto streets. For I have seen the sky filled with bullets, smoke and despair, but sunny days in the ghetto they ain’t never been there. And even if sunny days did come to ghetto how in the hell would we know? We couldn’t recognize things we never seen from sunny days to hope and dreams. You see, in the ghetto hope turns into fear and dreams are just nightmares. Now as for sunny days they only appear on Sesame Street.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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