moved change ya links to _hystericz

I remember the funeral i was about 9 years old i'd be 10 later that year. I was a cold day in brooklyn but we stood up and stayed strong.As the casket when down the street ppl shed a tear b/c his day with god was soon near. suddenly we hear his song on the radio we clap and screamed and danced til it went off. Even tho the man was gone i was still ( Read more... )

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