Faith

Lyrical Justice

You can catch me ridin’ shotgun

just like an innocent victim that fell

from the shell that wasn’t stopped

from the cops gun.

Claiming my heart was corrupted and filthy

while walking in the dark,

with an image that looks guilty.

That’s why my pain remains and will be the same

until injustice eternally rests on the concrete.

But until then, I’ll be ready

to bust a sixteen when I palm the heat.

all I got to do is stay calm and discrete,

so don’t get mad when I

pull out the pad and pen

just to stimulate and feel ones hate,

as I grip the weapon.

Quickly aim it at a weak MC and peel back;

now tell me can you feel that, lead

when it penetrates the four walls

that separates me and your so called

skills when I the steel back,

‘cause you can ...

Faith

Every night my head is filled with screams,

I’m losing sleep cause of constant nightmares.

Why should I pray for pleasant dreams?

Since it’s something I can no longer bare,

I turn up the volume in my headphones to calm the noise.

Trying to bring peace and avoid the thought of death,

Is somehow interrupted by an internal wicked voice,

Claiming he’s going to permanently take away my breath.

Quickly I retaliate by ignoring the sickening tone.

While my withered body drops to the floor on its knees,

I cry out towards the sky that my body and mind has become a warzone.

So I ask the King of Kings to please bring me some peace.

So far the Lord has been quiet every night,

Doesn’t mean I quit walking by faith and give up the fight.

Angelo Martinez ©