Walk with me,
cuz I don't wanna die young,
I wanna grow old and have
a daughter or a son, or maybe both,
to live a full life is my hope,
but the bullets in your gun
are a noose around my throat.
I promise you I wanna LIVE,
I wanna show the world everything I have to give
and it's a lot, and yea I might smoke a little pot,
but so Bill Clinton and HE didn't get shot.
I got plans for my future,
that don't include a cop saying
stop and let me shoot ya
my hands are clearly in the air
I start school next week and I wanna
make it there.
But you..... SHOT,
and let me die in the streets,
now my people want answers
No justice no peace.
Copyright © Cairo Asikari | Year Posted 2014
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