GUILTY, S-A-N

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Rejoice and be exceedingly glad
For great is your reward in heaven
For so persecuted, they the prophets
Which were before you.,,,,
Matthew 5 and 12
This ain't nothin new
Its been happnin, still a nigga
See As far as they concerned
I did it, I took it
I already got with it.
They lay in wait to judge
Giving me life behind bars and glass
Taking my life, and then you release me
The DNA don't match
A proper my fault that ain't proper
137 bullets,     
Hands up don't shoot, don't choke me
5 under cover cops to hold me,
I can't breathe
What is it about me,
No indictment
What is it about mike, Eric,  trayvon, emmitt
Mlk or Obama,  so much hate only comes from, secret societies,
Demons, vulchers, witches and warlocks
Media impersonating the good news
So its bad, if I'd a known that that's
All you had, lol, my frown turns upside down. You've lost your mind
As I'm sitting here laughing at cha
You've lost perspective;
People of color, huh, don't sugar coat it,
Deep prayer and meditation
I take time to think things through
Eternal life,  you can't win
Sound mind and body, rebirth it
Crisp an clean like this presentation
Grabbing a hold of your inner ear
Shaking the fluid inside
Murder was the case you gave me
Somehow all my culture is missing
You knew it was a toy gun
You knew he was a child,
Now when we get mad its a problem,
National guard for 12 percent
Praise God
Truth or consequences



When its an Anglo Saxon, 
Suddenly you need evaluation
All of a sudden you mentally unstable
Insane, you never knew what you was doing, 
Your offense becomes your defense,
Unable to stand trial.
A plea of insanity continues humanity
For the love of Eve in a fake ass weave
A black man brought it on himself

You try to give words power, really
Seeing as though, words had power
Before you were born, yet to you
Its irrelevant, like
Calling me boy, its just like calling me nigga, yet if my boy say watch out nigga,
I'm moving, 
I know what you meant
You know what I meant,
That's the definition, the dialect
Built on respect and disrespect
I never saw you like you see me
Land of the free, you forgot about me
Persecuted by law
No justice no peace, guilty
And now I see a square ass
Saltine cracker, hand on the gavel
Hand on the trigger, still a nigga
That's how you see us,
Uneducated, illiterate bastards
Probably a gang member, a drug dealer,
Lazy with no ambition. Until proven
Otherwise,  my reputation, my resume
Guilty.

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