Im an 18 year old, young inspiring artist
every damn page and beat, i go the hardest
no crosses or worries, im stuck left godless
just look at my life, for i done and saw this
murder from a man, who hated certain colors
all while everybody's, fighting over red and blue
he's constantly harrassing people, due to his orders
it's been like this all along, what's he suppose to do
cuz if he just ignores, whats always expected of him
he'll find himself lost and alone, but somewhere in the end
he slipped and didn't notice, a human figure real close
somewhere down the block, in the flashing lights
standing behind two nova's, with a unmovable pose
cuz the streets are hot, with memoriable right's
for the community to hear, they heard the shots
and they still can see, a body laying in a bag
i hold no more fear, for these so called cops
cuz of what they did to me, so i walk with a rag
and represent with the fam, cuz these nightly curbs
took my brother with bullets, and that's where it began
im going ready to the fullest, only thinking revenge
i see investigators, asking questions with no answers
while the truth's burried, somewhere deep in my mind
i know they best be haters, trying to cage our masters
and have them shipped and carried, doing over due time
out with their celebrated, and well treasured freedom
their all black top educated, ain't fakin it like a musuem
naw that's where he passed away, just cuz of a few slugs
due to his school colors, and the ways of true thugs
his demise was never solved, due to evidence lacking
they never interviewed witnesses, or did back tracking
so im out the closed door, searching all on my own
and i swear i'll find him, it's his life that i'll soon own
a few hours of walking, and no fitted subscription
till i hear some talking, then some one end's up missin
in a back dark alley, with a cold black gun to his face
quickly brought to tears, screaming and begging please
i drag and throw him out front, to the very same place
he free'd my brother forever, his offering money and keys
his telling me he gots kids, and a very humble wife
i ask why are you so racist, and hate the colors of skin
he reply's i don't know, and i swear i'm very very sorry
i tell him to get down on his, god forsaken pittiful knees
and i'll give you 5 minutes, for god to come save you
his telling me not to do it, why your not in such a hurry
to meet what's after life? the whole block finally see's
whats all going on, while the time's up that i gave you
i slowly place the 45 to the back, of his thought holder
the police are rushing, screaming that i put the gun down
i answer them all back, look at this see it ain't fun now
a dark colored person, having control commanding the badge
the scenes just a little worsen, right here at my last stand
the cops are asking me, what did he do? what it is i want?
with quickness i answer, i want the justice to finally
do their god damn job, and arrest this man here with me
their confused asking why? i tell them what i got in store
is a story of betrayal, from the comfty protection of police
until one fire's i step back, and catch my breathe before
i fall to the ground i shout, squeezing the trigger of peace
that this right here is the man, you been looking for!
guess his been under investigation, but he was well detected
for his wrong doings it's just that, he was a cop that was well respected...
~1~ RESPECT
Thanks for the time...Fuck The Police
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