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Eye Witness


See this is my description of you Play like you know nothing but still you’re acting like a fool See you feel like your brain is in a whirlpool Slow mo Freeze Rewind the tape I have something to say because what I’m about to say is nothing but the truth You need proof? Okay! See I put it all together yesterday when I sat down before the hand of god kneeled and prayed WAIT! Light bulb! Shock upon my face I figured it out man caught red handed It was you sitting there before the judge lying I believed you as I sat in my own tears crying Not know why when The jury read your innocence a plea of guilt ran across your face with enlightenment Ha, are you feeling all courageous and confident? You thought they had no evidence Well you better check your report of status Remember this? Mud shifting Rain falling, owls hooting Thunder lightning shooting Do I have to explain it any further? Well, I will! Brutally attacked from head to heel All you heard from her mouth was begs suffering pain and squeals But I am the daughter of a mother Yes! My mother Eye witness no wonder You’re my mother’s killer The decision made after I started to remember So stupid I dunk a drink dealt from a dealer Yup! A shot with rypholine Head spinning as my head start the spinning Grimacing At my mother as you choked a dragged her Yeah, you thought I was stupid, think again because I followed you from here and after I thought it was a nightmare As you glanced into my hiding place with a devilish stare You raped and beat her until her screams grew scarce Me sitting in the court room not knowing that I was facing my mother’s killer You!! The killer of my mother You my mother’s murderer I shouldn’t have to bury her just why did it have to be her? You should be the one who has to suffer!! But still you’re a free man Unthankfully your lawyer proved your innocence But it could have been the jury’s fault pure ignorance. i told the jury and judge after the trial hearing but stil they gave you freedom and read you innocent. i will tell this story to teach lessons about the prejudice only GOD knows da circumstances this WILL be held against your guilty conscience you may walk free, but i will never give up and i will prove your guiltiness Because ME , i AM my mother's EYE WITNESS!! go here)
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