As I Work In The Heat

All I Can Feel Is My Feet Tingling 

In My Head I Know I'm Just A Nigga

Any White Man Is Ready To Pull The Trigga

Especially If I Don't Work

And I Really Don't Wanna Be Hurt By The Whip

And I'm Not Tryna Lose My Life By The 


  • Author: Anonymous18 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 29th, 2017 17:58
  • Category: Spiritual
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