I turn my head from all this hate
That the world seems to have made fate
For me to have to endure
Never knowing what’s in store
For my tomorrow
All I know is it will be sorrow
If I turn on the news
I know I’ll get the blues
And I’m sure that when I drive to a friend’s
There’s a car crash round the bend
It seems like I should just stay in my house
But then I’m going to hear my neighbor beating his spouse
Nowhere is there an escape
From this assault, possession and rape
Cause when you’re from the same streets as me
It’s like all you can see
Is this everlasting pain
That emasculates my brain
And that pain has become a cloud
That has created a shroud
From my dissolution of right and wrong
But on my streets that makes you strong
But as a person this makes me weaker
And it makes my soul bleaker
Cause with every gunshot
Every time I sell pot
Even when I sing my song
I can only long
For times long, long ago
Back when consciousness would flow
Down these red, red veins
From when mercy seemed immovable in my membrane
Now even in my dreams
I see gats gleam
I see people dead
My glock pressed to another black man’s head
And this has made me get caught
I figured that if I fought
If I sold
A better future would unfold
But instead I find myself lost
Without realizing the cost
That these crimes would take upon me
Now I realize that I am not free
Because I see that I have left behind
My once glorious righteous mind
A great man once said
That if you emancipate your head
You can be free
And that to me
Sounds like the way to be
So I’m going to strive
To survive
This inevitably hard, hard life
And I’m going to search within this strife
For my own liberation
From this desperate situation
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