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Soul
My body moves in waves
My mind sways to the belting voice
That calls my people-my blood-thugs.
He caresses my brown, kinky locs,
Then grips them with his oppressive hands.
He yanks me to my knees to...
My mind sways to the belting voice
That calls my people-my blood-thugs.
He caresses my brown, kinky locs,
Then grips them with his oppressive hands.
He yanks me to my knees to...
