Poetic Justice (So Till Den)...

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Its sorta like poetic justice
Paint a picture from my ghetto assessment
Tryna be strong and not a weakling on the devils check list
Man shit is hard but we staying strong through these deadly days
Ducking strays tryna keep our family up out the grave
Deep in Chicago there's people dying at rapid paces
Automatic fire spit fire through lil babies faces
Ta catch A case is easier than breathing
As lil kids walk to school in search of knowledge
Then they brains are leaking
Then An angel greets them
Sayin its nice to meet them
They're here to fly em to a place
Where no evil can reach them
At First they're scared
But then they finally give in
As they begin to hug the angels
They all start to ascend
I light the Blunt then I guzzle the hen
As tears swell up in my eyes
I let it flow through my pen
Fully consumed by all the Hate and the evil of men
Knowing we all gotta die
We just don't know when so till den
I keep a forty wit a drum dat extend
Wit my finger on the trigger case I gotta go in
And if a nigga catch me Lacking homie so be it
We aint ask for this life we was born into sin
I keep my eyes wide open for Dem so called Friends
It be the ones that say they love you
that be plotting ya end
So fa Dem I keep a forty wit a drum that Extend
Wit my finger on the trigger case I gotta go in
So till then…
Im staying focused as I can be please understand me
I aint doin this for the gram or no effen grammy
I gotta feed My family
So fa Dem I'm letting off the swammy
I'm down ta die or take any time that the judge should hand me
Poverty stricken this world we live in is something vicious
Born into a place where you die if you try ta make a difference
Through out the ghetto we crying cause love is non existent
Nobody cares they only fear us because our Pigment
Is labeled black
Think we all sale crack heard we all stay strapped
What's the reasons for that
Check out Our habitat
Most of us suffering from post traumatic
Stress disorder from reckless slaughter wit automatics
Dear God what's going on they killing all our leaders
Since the days of Adidas I knew that they would delete us
We Running round playing duck duck Hearst
And if you black then it's a wrap/you'll get shoved in first/that's why…
I keep a forty wit a drum that extend
Wit my finger on the trigger case I gotta go in
And if a nigga catch me Lacking homie so be it
We aint ask for this life we was born into sin
I keep my eyes wide open for Dem so called Friends
It be the ones that say they love you
That be plotting ya end
So fa Dem I keep a forty wit a drum dat Extend
Wit my finger on the trigger case I gotta go in/so till den…
We'll be poverty living
Recidivism got us stuck in prisons
Ta all dis death and destruction homie I see no ending
So many mothers in the morgue stressing
Asking that fatal question
How come day baby never learned day lesson
Oh how they wished dey woulda got the message
From all they loving lectures
That the streets is sick and it will Infect ya
But instead they lye dead
One ta head hopeless
That's all we are in this evil world full of deadly vultures
My intentions is not fa riches its ta save my culture
Hoping that my words be absorbed before my life is over
Being subjected to the ghetto such a gruesome fate
Now the corona virus killing us at alarming rates
What do we Do when the pressures on us
See most of us was goners
Way before our mothers laid eyes upon us
In other Words we were birthed wit a curse
Fake friends fake love
It only makes life worst
That's why…
I keep a forty wit a drum that extend
Wit my finger on the trigger case I gotta go in
And if a nigga catch me Lacking homie so be it
We aint ask for this life we was born into sin
I keep my eyes wide open for Dem so called Friends
It be the ones that say they love you
That be plotting ya end
So fa Dem I keep a forty wit a drum that Extend
Wit my finger on the trigger case I gotta go in
So till then…

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