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To Serve and Protect

To serve and protect
Any person with an intellect can see that to serve and protect you must serve and 
protect and not beat and neglect
I’ve seen police that made people hit the deck for the visual effect; they were so 
joyful they became erect and pumped their pecks
They’re everywhere from here to there and they drive off fear whether close or near and 
gloat about it peer to peer
Police are far and in between as drug dealers are just around the bend 
But
The pigs rather evoke emotion from the common being
Not old enough o drink but old enough to think
So, who is being served and protected?
5 0 takes people’s rights and neglect em’; When asked about it, they take the questions 
and deflect em’
I have the right to remain silent but they keep asking questions and saying I’m going to 
learn my lesson
Anything I say can and will be used against me because they still goin’ beat on me but 
my pride maximized x3 because the man in me won’t let me be a victim of the police
I have the right to an attorney, but all he gone do is screw me and say plea and that 
ain’t me; doing time gleefully is not for me to do out of stupidity
If I can’t afford an attorney one will be provided for me because their view is one-
sided and they want it to say it was me without trying it
Come on and read me my rights because you already took my god-given rights and shackled 
them out of sight never to be seen again by my eyes
My rights have been took even rooked and shook by the hook by the crooks from the police 
department of the county of Cook in the land the white took by taking the Natives and 
boot em’
What else could I expect from the people who are suppose…
To serve and protect

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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