Monday, March 9, 2009

Uh yea,
If you, Had a dollar would you share
Look at me and you we breath the same air
When I look at the histroy I come from
Watching the world that need a change
I thought man seems like I depend on me
But when I saw Barack I dropped on my knees
Peter Picker Pepper Open you eyes there are small little things that you can't deny
When crash into my arms
I will let you in because I am the boss
When I say not this time I mean it all
especially the one who I saw in the Mall

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