Genocide

They're trying to decapitate the hood magistrates, with fabricated reasons for treasons It's the season that we evaluate and saturate, All those who maneuver with a false mind, Hood occupants are tee'd off like it's golf time, So your game needs to be up to par because to the jails and cemetaries too many people have lost time, The government is microscopic on the popular, They possess new world order style binoculars, They're building plantations and camps in the form of penetentiaries to house and be the spots for the, Most corrupted, those abducted, from society in a variety of flavors because misbehavior leaves us stuck with, A bunch of years on tiers to joint suspension, We stay inchin' through tention, and in this hard knock life comprehension, we discover that we're losing in their systematic intervention, They know that the hypnosis from dollar bills will rule us, In a cess pool of, deceived individuals who tryin' to glisten like a jewelers, Metals and precious stones, Yes it's on, We brave enough to test the throne, The quest is long, And we fight until our flesh and bones, Dissolved into the earth We were born to die so who's next to go, Our lives are far from festivals, We're surrounded by people who perform acts that are unethical, attempting to reach the pinnacle, Because the hood fame will excite us, We search for the cures to hunger-itis, What we really need is the wisdom from the providers, Who serves the mind food because the government is killin' us, They're sealin' our fate with each plate to get rid of us, They lable us outlaws, so we turn southpaw and fight for our rights from the left like P. Whittaker, It's hard suvivng inside their GENOCIDAL SYLLABUS, So before you get tossed like a javelin, Stay sharp and keep your eyes and mind travelin' While you're in the systematic maze to keep your life from unravelin'.