Hiii Power
• Written by KodeRed
Visions of Martin Luther staring at me heart of a king but in my soul lies a vigilante,
for my Brother the system klaims he was trigger happy, self defense protected by military attache
i see the new wave and kommence to laughin, only few got potential the rest aint bout dat action
kant even give a klear reason to why you pistol packin? Kan any krip tell me y Tookie Williams started krabbin?
no disrespect to my blues he was a fool im just speakin the truth i dug deep through the roots,
i excavated caskets of troops still draped in their soldier jackets and boots we smoked a wrap of dat oooohhhh
and a splash of dat brook, got me prayin to my high power, shalom be with me whenever ops out to get me really,
i be trippin drown my liver with liquor flood my proboscis with toxin knockin my brain off its hinges den its,
ova and im back to the start this world has blackened my heart, for quiet times i mixed the act with a bar,
till flashbacks of B-Lew start delugin my thoughts the circle took my big dawg dear Lawd im goin AWOL,
sittin in room surrounded by dark staring a hole through the wall with a ratchet in lap ready for war agianst all
and i bang for a righteous lil cause a fone call and dirty paws leavin BLOOD on ya floors im flawless,
like a diamond dat wont never tarnish, i heard some cracker out to get me so i stole his harness,
dont like me kuz its likely dat he heard i fucked his daughters, regardless of the fact he settitn traps to make a martyr but,
dreaming of Tupac got me thanking smarter, in this nation ran by white black is jus practice targets,
i tip my hat off to every mother who's lost a toddler, seem like when slavery ended life got a lil harder
Shit, but im not about givin in, do this for Grandpa Louis and Misses Nellie Crittinden,
so ima keep the mind of rapha until im, a king remembered in time shout to the Meridian its GOLDEN........
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KodeRed
Member since March 11 2015