FLESH OF MY SKIN, BLOOD OF MY BLOOD

His Name, Keith Hudson
Born in Kingston, Jamaica
Hail by Brethren as Mr. Rhythm
His Hobby (History)
He is like Brandish by his Breed
All way talk of Brevity of time
And Brother stop your broil
Bruit does not get me down, So let the Brunt begin
'Cause they are like that on to us
We are the Bud of this land, So let us Bunch
Those who hate us will Bung Bong
And in your sight we shall always be buxom
You shall be colcine
The word collectivism shows we can't own anything
We are the casuist (your conscience)
Our celerity is needed, we must be like the cayenne
And not like celluloid causes you and I one the ivory of the land
Our strength is like the centillion
(Chafe) yet still a people we are champion colloquial
I have seen Climacter Baily
And our collusion will be commemorate of our own Brother
Commute let us be as the concourse always
I want to see a Black congestion then we can conjoin
And fight to the consummate.

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