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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 never compare yourself
to one that’s real in his tracks.
I know it’s unfair when one grinds to make steel tracks
and the industry refuses to choose the real over the whack,
but that doesn't matter cause through all the chatter
I just put justice back on track.
Angelo Martinez©
