Coup Detat
This country
These people
have pushed me to this edge
The ledge was never that stable
My people are beat in the head with labels
I guess that's why my condition is unstable
Our troops who fight this war
are battling two foes
Amerikkka and our brothers & sisters
who are high off this matrix taking no dose
They're conditioned to accept
this condition, brainwashed by this system
at Amerikkka's front gate it reads
house negros wanted, free admission
It's sickening
Yeah we say we tired
but all I see is marching and protesting
Why abide by the laws & statues
when they use that as a weapon against us
We been diagnosed with a sick-nus
What is it gonna take for us rise up & strap up
I can still hear amerikkka laughing at us
Our pain our struggle its a joke to them
they hold up signs March in solidarity
claim they feel our pain
but not enough to bang wit us militarily
they sided wit the beast
the only reason they're here
is because this is a state of the police
I actually hate that chant
no justice, no peace
I'm done talking, I've said enough
anyone who believes violence isn't the answer
obviously hasn't been patient enough
The system doesn't hold them accountable
So we will do what should've
been done a long time ago
Coup d'état
Stand with us or become
the ones who get disposed
Copyright © Corey Ross | Year Posted 2015
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