Monday, August 9, 2010

Pat's Justice = The Beautiful Truth


They say the 60s was crazy
but the 80s were worse
Crack fucked blacks and gave birth to a curse
The moon's bright the sky's misty
Know my future cause I know my history
My life predicted by a gypsy
Murder she wrote at the end of the story the streets get me
That's what I live quickly and always keep a pistol with me
Ghetto Prisoner
Won't stop fighting until I'm free
Raised in the city of fallen angels where niggas ain't scared to bleed
If money is the root to all evil then greed's the seed
This ain't living, we taking because ain't nobody giving
America's a rich man's vision but a poor man's prison
So don't expect these politicians to give us a pot to piss in
Preacher man stop preaching because niggas ain't fixin to listen
Folks done lost hope and stopped trying
Life's a bitch from the start that's why you come out your mama crying
The world's dying, and the people have gone mad
I take a shit on the White House and wipe my ass with the flag
When will the evil end?
Too many browns and blacks in the system, victims of legal sins
In court praying for mercy when condemned by evil men
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
If there's a God where is he?
My homies dying over 100s and 50s
I sit back, sip yak and analyze the situation
Ain't a person alive that today knowing the monster we're facing
They crucified Jesus Christ, sold Marcus garvey for Rice
Shot Malcom-X in the chest, gave Nelson Mandella life
pac died at 25, Biggie died a year younger
all my life been broke i'm motivated by my hunger
Told my mama bury me with a 357, just in case God's trippin and I don't get into heaven
If he send me to Hell, then oh well, cause I just did 19 years in the ghetto as a black male
And it can't get much harder than that, I had a lot of pain in my heart, that's why I started to rap
See them other brothas will make you dance but jusice and make you think
You saving up for a Bentley I'm saving up for a tank
That's just the mindset of a soldier
Shit is crazy huh, but this is what I see
We are no longer slaves, but we sho ain't free
So until I don't have to steal and kill from my own folks
tatood across my soul are the words I just spoke
Who the fuck ya'll gone call when I break all the laws on behalf of every innocent criminal 



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