[Verse 1: They just stop them and frisk, you better real lightly I heard they got a contest, ask O'Reilly you'll get locked up, they'll throw away the key They're free to move across the sea, you ain't even awaiting retrials, for drug deals, in New York Overcrowded Louisiana, California it's is a wasteland, even colder in the summer No education, programs, now they murdering each Born into prisons, most buildings got bars When you live without shit, go head and worship cars The from the stoops, Marine billboards, you bored And on the block, you got bars, dealers and whores might be gone, or he's working two jobs Stay at home's an oxymoron, moms too hard Latchkey kids, no models, no guidance No homework, eat some Mickey Ds and get into violence
AWKWORD] x2 They with they cars, and they laws, and they bars They at you sideways, no way you'll get off And your whole life, you heard, stay away from cops And word and your balls, is all that you got
2] I'm sorry Mr. President, I'm Mr. Senator I'm sorry Mr. Governor, we can't, her See country of ours, see this world of ours Was never really yours, we just got a little Nowadays, you got to deal, with all breeds, of all I guess you, the type right, to type right, all Pause, none of us is goblins, that one guy And that was just, one story, told a bunch of times On the real, this the first hint of a problem And when I say some shit's a problem it's not jargon The I'm causing, gonna have the CIA watching I've them take the damn picture, I bleed for the orphans The sick and the starving, the ones, stuck with no options It's awesome, pulling people straight out of their coffins See we know, it's just us, no justice in this Rest in peace Ron Arm, forever rich
x2 They come with cars, and they laws, and they bars They come at you sideways, no way get off And your whole life, you heard, stay away them cops And word and your balls, is all that you got
3] So what we gonna do, that's the of course A lot of human beings, struggled over thoughts You got the Rules for Radicals, The Handbook I threw it all away, create our own standard There are more locked up here, than else Plus, of them on drug charges, most never dealt Most of them in jail, probably there cause they Weed crimes, fill a of a lot of the damn cells still, we won't, we stand tall, we all Brave enough, to say is enough, so come on Shit, ain't hard to tell, take a look around Feel like everyone in prison's black or they brown And it's kind of for me to be, all black and proud But I been in the damn system, my friends go down the wretched of the earth, hit me on the low And if ask, I pay tax and don't smoke
x2 They come with they cars, and laws, and they bars come at you sideways, no way you'll get off And your whole life, you heard, away from them cops And your word and your balls, is all you got