RJReverend Jeremiah Holt
What, those crooked cops send you down here like the overseer? Put the slaves in check? Huh?
While you're up in the pulpit with a $25,000 watch on, wiping your forehead with a silk handkerchief, I'm scraping young black men's bodies off the concrete. The street IS my pulpit. I wear work shoes, what kind of shoes you wear, Reverend?
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