this has to stop now,
the looks, that make you forget what you are
, we've lost our identity , a nation
that has gone into hiding,
we had all that tore us apart, in our palms
now war is the tell of the times
how long will we stand in one place,
when will we wash our hands of the blood
or will they be stained forever?
with one hand i hold the torch of freedom
the other hand i hold a pistol
to show the stuggle
i have a girl she is beautiful, lady liberty
she stands next to me
in front of the state capital
her love for me is amazing
she satisfy's my reactions
but deep down inside we both know
our natural cause , she gave me the idea
to stand on the corner,and if i want to protest
this governments judgements
but i say to you , dont protest
stay in your schools and learn, your history
so you can prepare to affect your future
nothing is accomplished , when you stand in the cold
for hours shouting words for no reactions
when you can get in and , work from the inside out


not as good but i like it , good with the guitar and the amp, peace out hit me back with feed back , if you could drop your views, and if your 18 in the words of p.diddy "VOTE OR DIE"


satisfy my soul-BOB MaRlEy

Yo that's some real shyt that a lot of kats don't think about... a lot of people are gonna complain that ya shyt don't rhyme but not all poetry does... it's all in how it's set-up and how it's said.... ya got props from me on this joint... now if we could only get you to change the name of that damn crew of yours...lmao