Black Face (Tribute to The Rose That Grew From Concrete)
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A black face is all they see
They see black and think of evil and greed
But this is much more than just a black face to me
A philsopher, stroyteller a role model to me
Some people see the lighter side
And hate the sensitivity
Yet to be able to see both sides
Makes the better masterpiece
To see the half that went uncorrupt
Societys so called figure
Of what makes music just
But let freedom reign
Let the pure be untouched
For those thoughts are the truest
Without those thoughts you aren't left with much