ICE DA NIN9

We hire lawyers that free us
From incarceration of joyous occasions
And acts of indiscretion
Suspension
Can’t sit behind the desk of my education Cause…
College is money
And money means nothing
Unless you live off of paper
And paper is something
That we desire, admire
Conspire, hire, and wire
To buy that whip, trip, dip
And… that fully loaded clip
My hat is too low
My pants are too baggy
My eyes are too red
And I hope they don’t bag me
Is the prayer of the man
That fears his opponent
A component of the system
That rejects its own proponent

A system of justice
defined by injustice
Gaurds pushing crack in cells
Cause they know crack sells…
The world spins regardless
Of the pain and sorrows
Of tomorrows youth
We speak truth only to Sooth
Our minds by telling lies…
The cries of men and women
Seeking the help of an absent aid
That is neither valued or paid
I say we are falling and spinning
With no direction toward winning
Over the hearts and souls of those who can change

A world lost in its own war brigade

Tell me something new