The Unjustified

You get to live with your happily ever after.

I only get the remnants of whatever happens after.

Aint nothing besides me,

besides a little black girl.

In a world where theres no little black girls

because we dont get to be children any more

were seen as inmate #1 and #2 as soon

as we leave our mothers womb.

But I guess yall dont want to hear?

and I guess i'll quiet down.

Because it aint nothing like a nigga

talking about what it feels like to be a nigga

cause you know, thats what niggas do right.

Right?

Aint no us no we.

Aww shit but thats reality…

tv that is because its never that real shit

always catch the bad end of the deal shit

Whos line is it anyway ?

Stuck to the bottom of the

barrel of the gear shift.

In every way , and some which

only over drive and die on the side of the road.

Where your found hands high in the air

just like the dance say.

Dear 140 characters I leave my warrant

of life in your hands.  

Let them know that this is not my own

but of the law of the land.

And when is all said and done,

my case tossed aside like a

Raisin in the Sun.

Let them know that I loved my life

and that it was not I who lost the battle

but was simply out-gunned.

 

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