this poem is REAL

Innocent Criminal-Pat's Justice
they say the 60's was crazy, but the 80's was worse.
crack f**ked blacks and gave birth to a curse.
the moon's bright the sky's misty.
know my future cuz i know my history.
my life predicted by a gypsy.
'murder she wrote' is the end of the story the streets get me.
thats why i live quickly and always keep a pistol with me.
ghetto prisoner: wont stop fighting until im free.
raised in a city of fallen angels where n****s aint scared to bleed.
if money's the root of all evil, then green's the seed.
this aint living, we taking cuz aint nobody giving.
america's a rich man's vision but a poor man's prison.
so dont expect these politicians to give us a pot to piss in.
preacher man stop preching cuz n****s aint finna listen.
folks done lost hope and stopped trying.
life's a bitch from the start, thats why you come out yo momma crying.
the worlds dying and the people have gone mad.
i think it'll sh*t 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 sin.
in court praying for mercy when condemned by evil men.
aint no love in the heart of the city.
if its a god where is he? my homies dying over 100's and 50's.
i sit back, sip yack, and analyze the situation.
aint a person alive today to knowing the monster we facing.
they crusified jesus christ, sold marcus garvey for rice, shot malcoml x in the chest and gave nelson mandela life.
Pac died at 25, Bigge died a year younger.
all my life been broke, im motivated by my hunger.
'til my momma bury me with a .357, just in case God trippin and i dont get into heaven.
if he send me to hell oh well cuz i just did 19 years in the ghetto as a black male and it dont get much harder than that.
had alot of pain in my heart, thats why i started to rap.
them other brother's will make you dance but Justice will make you think (THANK).
you saving up for a Bentley, im saving up for a tank.
thats just the mindset of a soldier. sh*t is crazy, huh?
this is what i see: we are no longer slaves but we sure aint free.
so until i aint gotta kill and steal from my own folks: tattooed across my sould are these words i just spoke.
who the f**k yall go call when i break all the laws?
yall go be after every INNOCENT CRIMINAL!

Edited by popsson - March 19 2007 at 8:29pm

i feel u

...lol "who made it"

str8 up dats prob wht it was

dude names pats justice.

Three-Six-Oh! wrote: All I can say is DAMN! Checked out some other stuff and that Wordz Project sound fiyah too. Only heard like 1min and I was hooked. I gotta cop that when it hit.

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