Trudell's Gone To Mama
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Trudell's gone to mama He'll meet her in the sky Trudell's gone to mama He knows the reason why Trudell's gone to Mama I never heard him cry Trudell's gone to Mama His ideas won't die Sorry about the words. I just wanted to say something. I knew John Trudell in sound. He only lived in sound. For me that is. For others John Trudell breathed love. John Trudell breathed fire. I'd heard the name John Trudell. Not in sound. I never heard the name in sound. I...