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Tracy Chapman - Greatest Hits Best Songs Playlist Dear "Blessing Blocker"

Yes! Dear "Blessing Blocker", do know My Blessings can Not be Blocked! "What GOD has for Me, is for Me"
Sure, you can continue to vex me, dig ditches, place stumbling blocks in my path. Pretend to care, never compliment, never do anything but,
 find fault, pretend you are joking
. You can put on a show for me and the few spectators,  while laughing behind my back, Our backs. IT does not mater! You Never intend for anyone to ever "Outdo" you in anything, Period.

Do that,  if that is how you really feel. If you sincerely believe all Black people are cursed, are in factonly  three-fifths human, by all means , "Do what , you do." Gladly assist "The Man" in torturing, salivating, crushing any and everyone stupid enough to be a Truthj Teller or a Christ lover.
I just have one question, how do you really feel? How have you prospered? How can you still claim to be so afraid? No faith, no thanks, no gratitude, really? Well, if you refuse to help, why hurt? Why heap pain on someone you know has never know anything but pain?
No, you don't have any fear. You are in agreement. As a matter of fact, you are glad IT happened. So, you gleefully continue your practice  of "Calculated Cruelty". 
How does IT make you feel better?  Is your nose so high in the sky, you can't be bothered with emotions , like sincere sympathy , and empathy?

Do you feel Entitled? Skin color, really? Well, I shall attempt to  share this Truth,  at least one more time; "Never do anything you would be too embarassed to admit you did."- Rome Walters.

My grandfather was indeed a very wise man. Very calm , gentle, more like Jesus than anyone I've ever known.
He never tired of gently teaching his wayward, sick, sadistic, pathological lying , daughter. The Yeller, The Screamer, The Blamer! The Bully, The closet Bulldagger!(Yes, the one that shot him dead in the heart !)
No, IT did no good, eighy-eight years of wasted breath, energy and love. Poor mjw, just like djt, demanded that her skin color, hair texture ,  and status be the "end all". s/he was an ordained pastor! S/he looked White! S/he dressed to the Nines! S/he would put some voodoo, hoodoo, graveyard dirt on you, if you so much as thouht about revealing her!
Did s/he get her way? Perhaps.
The Good News is; while his stank 'hoe, fake ass daughter, never listened, I learned. Growing and GLOWING!
BEAMING IN THE BACKFIRE!!!

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