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letra de time to grow - micheal christopher

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i got your life in my hands
and its so precious to me
i got planets in my backpack
we can make us a galaxy
we can change this reality
now i know why they call me et
we got to go for what we know
all we need is time to grow
we can conquer all our eyes can see

i got stardust in my knapsack
and money flipping like flapjacks
once you jump on that money train aint no looking back
if jesus ressurect then i know this aint over yet
i cant live in fear my n-gga id rather be the threat
i was never here my n-gga make sure you tell them that
watch i disappear then reappear with a bigger check
this aint no simalac this similar to cardaic heart attack
im from a city where they take you out your starter cap
and leave you where you started at
lil homie made the honor roll but now he pumping crack
tell me who fault is that
why is it a question if my life matter because im black
aint this the land of the free why cant i just do me
i guess it aint real if it dont match whats on tv
the irony they expecting me to be
like scambled radio stations with low frequencies
or probally on my knees like i aint got the keys
racist police people marching in the streets
looking in the mirror i know wo i want to be
and its exactly who i see
know yourself and know your enemy
if we keep it like that theirs no way we can be beat
and if you get knocked down got to get up on your feet
dont ever accept defeat dont let them see you weak
straight up
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every brother aint a brother love your sister and your mother tell them every chance you get cause youll never get another
and fathers raise your kids cause you know just how it is
give them a fighting chance not to get caught up in the mix
its a lot lost souls in the abyss
everybody broke they just looking for a fix
and i can make a list of all the people that had to die
for us to get to where we is for me to be able to exist
walking around p-ssed throwing up my fist
trying to make a dollar out of fifthteen cents
and not get lynched and not get rinsed
out of all the culture that they say dont exist
now how im supposed to live
when you come up fom nothing what you got to give
a peace of mind to the blind
times is changing look up and see the signs

mahogany soul

times is changing baby cant you see
its up to you and me to create the reality that we need
open your mind and free your soul its time to let go
its time to grow

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- micheal christopher

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