30.4.15

Willie Lynched

Take the chains off
Its not diamond crusted
Its rusted with bits of flesh and blood
They got smart
No more water hoses and dogs
Recorded flaunts
Pimp trick gangsta click debutantes
Why does she allow this
If you pay its bought
When ya done you just
Toss up the next one
Its that life, see the way they walk
Pants saggin 8 inch heels bout to fall
Like a boss calling no shots
Hand and hand like cash and camera
Its not your fault
You just wanted to be a star
The word sound is power
With all the lives you touched
Destroyed and left distraught
Did not know it was a dotted line
If signed meant "You belong to us"
That music is like a drug
Should be labeled a schedule one
A product pushed thats so poisonous
State of the community is the result
Yet you still turn on your radio
And show up at the club
This is how you make a living
So you see nothing wrong
One day hardcore thug
Now you on TV playing a cop
Manipulated like a doll
Act like this, talk like that
Get all dressed up
Do that dance we love
Come on, what you think you here for?
Term of endearment minstrel show
Called NIGGER
Adding an "A" and dropping the "ER"
Dont change nothing at all

No comments:

Post a Comment