Start the bid.
What's the price of a black life?
Sold to the police officer with a gun in hand...
Bullets directed towards a man
For a juice and a bag of chips in his hand
Totaling 2.30
Bang! Bang!
If this is what I'm worth nowadays
For the youth I'm worried.
Is their a future bright enough
That will require us to wear sunshades?
If so, then I accept your invitation to brighter days.
No more pain.
New York nights will never be the same.
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