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If you can hear me from far so far away from wherever you are
If you're hearing our call write or fighting the law until justice for all
And what you

Do you care?
Shout until your lungs give in
Write until your fingers bleed
Justice for the ones who've sinned
Nothing for the silent creed
Whisper till

There's nothing I can write
That does justice to our plight.

So this is the Song of Nothing
Played by the Band of No-ones
Here in the Land of Nowhere

or who I was

10 years on, I see me
Being lost in fantasy
Here I write to get justice
Cause my mind's in a crisis
Group therapy was your playground

The Pope of Chili-Town

The Broadways

Broken Star

1998

and unbridled state of martial law
It's just a little too late to write your congressman
Justice for and by the people is long gone
And you can smile dumbly about

of backsides, mad pride capsized
Calling for a new bride, Holy Spirit baptize
I write my letters like a smooth criminal
Justice is my sentence when it proves

move fast
I write in journals hoping justice gets the last laugh

When I think of revolution, I think of you
When I think of teenage riots, I think

Vowels

Capital Cities

Vowels

2016

I got something on my mind
But words, they won't do it justice
I could write it on a sign
But words, they won't do it justice

I need

Breathe life in my hood like a CPR course
Listen
Every breath I'm fightin for my life
Of course winnin
I write for rights
Freestyle for just-ice
Free mines

like lemmings on a mountain they will fall
Let´s take control and write a book of justice for them all 

Bridge
They praise our new messiah, to find

Somebody

KRS-One

Kristyles

2003

the cages
We writes the pages and teach all ages
Justice, tell me what we want now
Justice, for Mumia Abu-Jamal
Or justice for Amado Dialo
Justice, there

everything I've been dying to
No song I write seems to do it justice
Maybe when I play this song for you I'll regret it 'cause
Losing you scared me so bad
That

to wake
And the broken wings of a fallen angel laid his ass to waste
Oh, poetic justice writes itself, like it's William Blake
On a Liberation mission,

conquer my fears
To get these visions conveyed
I'm going to the other side
To the front lines

Euterpe Calliope Thalia Terpsichore
Help me write a show that

poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated

Poetic Justice

Drake

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated

that you're more than this substance
How else should I write this? Let me try poetic justice
You were given words, it was up to you to set the rhymes
Now

the feedback
Now tell Me who made the sound
Am about to go click boom Around
Kayban Abacha I come around
Kayban Abacha I dey Around
I write more of lyrics like

sorry I shouldn't have had to write this song
But we all need justice and I'm just trying to make people sing along
Get over yourself
This isn't just

to write my wrongs
Jot em all down but this book is too long (unh)
And this ink is all gone
Might stop flowing but this weed is too strong
hook

And freedom

the law's yours to write
And if I expose lies keeping justice blind
I hope my trials televised
Your honor, You're a little power drunk
That's right, I forgot,

You're so sweet
A thousand words can't do it justice
I could write a whole book about your sweet nothings
Only spent a couple days with you but I remember

never
In a thousand years or ever
Write everything there is about you
Do justice to my most precious   

I was hoping
That I'd see her
I'd get to hug her

heaven from hell
As long as I can tell, only lies come from hell
What a country
I wonder why but it gets confusing
I just sit and write poetry, and try