Murder To Negligence

September 22, 2011

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This is dedicated to your boy troy Davis
Rest in peace may god carry you safe kid
Away from all of the bullshit and dirty lies
Where dirty villains left stains all over your white nikes
Convicted criminal question mark after that
No proper evidence jury must’ve had cataracts
Or maybe blind from the color of your skin tone
They mustve forgotten that theres no more Jim crow
One dead in the street and one dead in a cell
Neither deserved their fate but one was reserved to hell
How can you convict a man when 7 stories ain’t straight
More proof that racism belongs on the front page
No care for justice the bottom line is what mattered
A prior gun charge was enough to quiet the chatter
But priors don’t really matter when your facing a fate
That wasn’t meant for you in a forever tainted state

The crime didn’t matter being black is all that mattered
A nigga is still a nigga the situation don’t matter
No thoughts for his family to hell with individual
For 20 years he waited for justice so miserable
Innocent he pleaded but a murdered policeman
Left a city seeing red they all wanted him dead
A fight led to hope, hope led to struggle
Now it’s the final hour and what’s left of his life is rubble
I refuse to believe in a system that saw Diallo
And Sean bell get murdered no closure it’s hard to swallow
A hazy situation a witness who couldn’t make out
The shooter or bystander who spent his life in the slammer
Waiting for an ending that he doesn’t deserve
Sentenced by a jury who couldnt care for his words
Enough to make a smart decision and give him a fair shake
Rest in peace my brother I’ll say a prayer in your name

Black negligence ignorance stress and shit
Fighting over bullshit empty out a full clip
Nigga shit radio gangstas cursing and wildin
silly shit, shots thrown most of they minds gone
The same day a rich Nigga hates on a rich nigga
An innocent nigga laying in a ditch nigga
So stop the bullshit it’s all foolish
Sorry I don’t mean to speak like I’m inside the pulpit
I just know in the history of men
That the bullshit done to niggas in this region ain’t pretend
Remember emmitt till water hoses and shit
It’s spread to James Anderson and even jena 6
Mississippi tried to kill mixed marriages
Stuck in the days of horse and carriages
The world evolving yet these fools still slow
They only care for niggas when they screaming roll tide roll
War eagle, rocky top, between the hedges and the grove
Once the game ends the story never gets old
Now I aint gonna act like it’s only in the south
L.A. cops bet Rodney king til he was bleeding from the mouth
And the New York rap sheet is something like newsweek
Yet we walk around still thinking shit is sweet
Thats why Cube wrote fuck the police
Satan’s helpers, why we call them the beast
No justice, no love
All pain, all slugs
Mama tears, same for children
Makes you wonder when the bullshit will end
No more mumia’s no Troy Davis
No more excuses from all the naysayers
How much longer will these fools all pretend
That this shit doesn’t matter until it happens again

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