Wam Bam Thank You Slam

I know I'm not the only one that thought WTF? That's right WHY THIS FAIL Cause right now I'm turning on my light bulb and tipping this pail Now from what I understand slam was using your voice grabbing a microphone and talking a choice Taking a stand against the man you could the feel the shake inside the palm of your hand but don't mistake me decisions were made but I just don't agree Like a liberation was made and no one had the key did you see any slaves? No one needed any pity Now I feel some of us how to get down right gritty Another thing I knew is slam is on the spot busting a rhyme don't take your time or your sweat would roll down and your face would be hot Don't underestimate me The words written on a page is classed poetry But If you can't gauge out your mouth How else would this type of form be placed out? Like a medication was given without a prescription I didn't see any patients Who had this jurisdiction? I thought a voice was a freedom and a hand could use a pen Tossing back points so they could just redeem them and this is how all the colors blend I thought poetry was a feeling or a thought one heard maybe riddle so others could get the words but I know all places have rules And I will abide but I already know I am the justified!