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What do you have to say for yourself
"Guilty" 
Your honor, my client would like to plead insanity
"Nope"
Wait, wait, hold on, Mr. Goofy, your saying

snitch on the next nigga



I'ma NeedMo nigga I was raised by some hustlers
Red blue and black is all you see so what's yo color
Harold that's my daddy

guess I'm singing the blues, always paying
My dues Is it really fake news, I guess that's why
We confused The same system that's corrupting our youth

by City Hall found that London 
Has seen an increase of 71% 
In victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked

what I'm doing here
I'm burdened by the weight of who we were, and it hurts

To leave, please
Don't make me feel guilty, I know I'm guilty
Please, I'm so

Gun found him guilty

When the blue got a badge to send men to their graves
And all they can say I guess it wasn't his day
I'm tired of being asked

a way
That made her look guilty
And here we are

5 months later
And I just saw picture
Of one of Breonna's killers
Living his best life
On the beach
With

Laugh If You Want To And Tell Me I'm Bad
All The Mistakes At The Time Had Seemed Right
You Might Be Calling Me Wrong But I'm Not Feeling Blue
No Sir

paragraph
"He shouldn't have run" they'll victim blame his own gaffe
So remember Blue Lives Matter when they carve your epitaph
Time slows for a moment

Guilty til proven innocent
All we know is that thug shit so let's get into it

Raised amongst savages
All we know is that tragic shit
Still we made it out

had to give
All I ever did was tell you 
You're a reason to live 

If it's a crime to love you 
And illegal to be kind
Then my innocence is gone from me

Yo shout out my boy A.Rob it's your boy iNTeLL in the building man
And free Palestine a thousand times
Okay live from the 215
My baby girl gone die

Holy
You can catch the shekana breezing'
By whoever disses Christ than
Bowed and seize 'em
He's holy, man, the culture needs him
And can't define life,

Remember the pose, it’s a
1, 2, 3, 4,
Right in the nose
Swing the axe down on the executioner
Five six rounds for the
Revolution we’re
Living outcast by

Seven Mile Bridge

David Allan Coe

Human Emotions/Spectrum VII

1995

stories
And swear that it just isn't true

Now most of them sail across to Miami
From the edge of the blue water line
With craw fish and snappers to sell

was into the red
But I never saw the gun I never saw the law
Hiding in back of a 4 by 4

Caught on a photograph guilty of driving fast
But some days

Solar up with haten

It is true
He has come unglued
He is blue
Wait he is bright lit hue

Pulverize yourself
Tie me up no help
No way can he make it
No

that, I wouldn't do THAT
But by doing that, I just proved that, I COULD lose track, and then do it back
Or even worse stuff, like prideful arrogant,

take it personal I'm handling business
Don't make me feel guilty putting on for my children
4th quarter ball out D Rose on the pistons
I'm never content

you're guilty

baby i'm hurt so bad by you,
i also think about how nice it'd be
to fall in love again
i won't expect the same
but if you ask if i'm okay,

me into the blue
I'm sure it doesn't matter what I think or go through 
Even when I yelled that I think I love you 

You're my guilty pleasure
Wish you

the power of higher education
Not guilty by association
The feds want an explanation
Thanks for your consideration

A decimation of a corporal punishment

hour
Huge and dark
Oh, our hearts
Will murmur the blues from on high
Then whisper some silver reply
Whoa

And now our bodies are the guilty ones

prove that I'm guilty
These lawyers fees is crazy, thank God, I'm playin' with milli's
In love with the streets, you by yourself when it get tricky