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Hood Rights


 

If you cage an animal for 3 days & let it out

 would you expect it to be non-hostile

 it would most likely try & kill you or be foul

if you enslave a race for over 3 centuries & finally release them would

 you expect them to be civilized

much less abide

out of all their loved ones who died

 

do you expect them not to hate you

these streets are so hostile that you get shot for who you stand by

wonder these streets too long you just may die

the police hate us

wonder why causing such a fuss

acting so outrageous

 

the people on top try so hard to keep us at the bottom

think about how hard it is to get on top

and we only make it there to lose it all & drop

 

Now-a-days they’ll shoot us down without being hesitant

They don’t even think of us as intelligent

Patrol our neighbor hoods so often

Might as well have us under regiment

 

We do whatever we need to do to survive

If not we won’t have a life to live to stay a alive

Get drunk to drown the sorrows & end up drivin’

That drunk the hood will just laugh at it

All these bad things became a habit

And at the end of the day you’ll find a cop tryin’ to come at it

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