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"Niggas Figgas and Golddiggas"

All over the media
All in the papers
Next to pockets
And in wallets
On the go
And searching for winners
As the day ends we pray as sinners
Time is an asset
Living in the momment
Farrakhan presents a day of attoinment
Million man woman and peoples march
Millions of dollars crisp and starch
Secrets beneath the surface
Loving the idea of churches
Running on empty
Pray for me.

"How Many Men"
How many men will eliminate burden
How many men will keep women from hurting
How many men will pick up a tool
And eliviate the way to use women as footstools
How many men will surrender abuse
How many men will walk the road of truth
How many men will cease the complaining
How many men will protect children from estrangment
Leave the message clear
The new voice is here

We riders

We make love

Cook and clean

We make love endlessly

Who stronger than we

When women lack Its a catastrophe

Who hold it down raise kids

Ride with thugs doing bids

Accepting phone calls from upstate

How do I fill his plate

She states" I'm thru with stressing to death

And this $20.00 commissary is all I have left."

He states "I'm coming home chick so what you going to do?"

She replies... (continue reading)