The military is my only complaint, a visionary so dont call me a saint
Missionary truths the picture i paint not religion
Cuz those animals just teach you to hate
I came from low self esteem with high expectations
The goverment comes throught we call it invasions
you call it a drug bust cuz in god you trust But
We call it racial profiling the milli's we bust
They tell us dont get high and we should try to make a living
I tell them have you ever seen a Gangster make a killing
If not then you would tell me its for justice and peace but
our peice is the chunk of metal hiding under the seat the heat
And yes im sorry for the sins i commited And just admitted but
Relive it and you'll see that you are nothing but a bigot because
This is how we living locked up inside a prison of lies and untold stories
No breakfast served in the morning so please
Listen to me Brothers and sisters
lovers
beleivers
boubters
achievers
stayers
and leavers
the needers
food feeders
haters
and lovers
widows and mothers
You gotta understand this is a war we in and if the war don't stop
The peace does not begin
Judge me now!
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