I used to hear Never again they will arise We can never tell what's right or wrong If we keep on pretending we're blind Today the march begins we know
that to yet to be created Jam K, you might Flambe You ain't one-third than the rapper I was back when I was half the rapper I am today You sweet as bakery
where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character." - MARTIN LUTHER KING (At the Civil Rights March of March
