Justice Songtext

von Papoose

R.I.P. to all my dead homies,
R.I.P. to the God,
Everythin' you taught me I'm using it wisely,
Risin' to the top

If you lost one of your homies and avenged it quick,
That ain't a murder that's a justice hit,
They killed your homie and you came back n' wet up the strip,
That ain't a murder that's a justice hit,
Justice - the god told me to take it to the, streets
Chop the enemies head off and point it to the, east
Y'all do it for the money, I do it cuz' I love this,
I must serve justice,
Cuz if a cop try to kill a kid and his wig get split,
That ain't a murder that's a justice hit

It's like the drugs are the water,
Money is oxygen, a pistol is land,
Every each of us creatures needs this to continue as man,
Long time nickel-to-grand, will I live through the span,
And see the future at my visual command,
I encountered a ghetto veteran,
As his beer dripped through his hand,
He spilled his beverage and said it was to tribute his man,
He told me ever since a bullet put a end to his man,
He got to squeeze his nine to ease his mind and tend to his plans,
I thought, damn, what kind of knowledge does his mental demand,
If only violence helps his mental expand,
Conversation led to murder confessions,
Talked of how he worshiped the essence,
I was illin'
He preferred the killing than serving a blessin'
Speaking over jakes sirens as they circled the section,
He said ladies and babies no longer were worthy of presence,
He shoot the innocent to celebrate the birth of his bredren,
This nigga use his trigger wit some sort of hurtful obsession,
What can I do to stop this threat to populations' progression?
Should I just turn to my lessons? Or turn to my weapon?
I refined his life,
Don't fast forward, time your life,
Find a cause, take a pause and rewind your life,
Life without lovin' I left my feelings at my man grave,
How's a man brave if that man is another mans slave?

While my ace born is barley six months before deliverin'
My blood, wake up? from biddin', its time givin'
My sane inside a state of confusion,
My mind driftin'
My mans within only two percent chance of livin'
Took a slug below his ear,
I felt it right here,
But as the liquid pain, drain its hard to vision life clear,
We first aware to the fact that his survival is rare,
I vow vengeance with everythin' I love in a swear,
His last days bared to breathe verge on my seeds first,
It cast a shadow on my world to watch my son leave earth,
It dawned on me how it works, as he laid in a hearse,
Death is reimbursed by birth - Putting life in reverse,
Cursed for worst by his girl, jealously ways he played,
Left a widow she put a tear on his grave and prayed,
I stayed brave, feelin' miserable seein' my man livin' through,
They took a part of my physical with his spiritual,
Not your typical trigger crew,
We follow no Sargent or general,
Every man for the man in the mirror, (true)
Acquire shit from gloves, to the biggest guns desired,
Testin' a tec air holes, as rapid fire perspired,
Rollin' on niggas require proper tires,
His whole murder story was truthless
I guess the ruthless spare the liars,
We hoodlums for hire,
But these niggas goin' for free,
Fuck the drama, we bout to bring the world war three,
Y'all know the conclusion including all the squeezin' and grievin'
All the bleedin' buried deep, in feedin' of natures eatin'
So before leavin', yo it's a wise man I'm repeatin'
Two wrongs don't make a right, I believe in it makes a even,
An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth,
A justice hit.