And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful
Three in the air for the people who struggle
The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,
It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet
Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good
I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,
And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book
I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,
U got one more chance to repent to forget your sins and worship who died and persecuted for you
Spit fire i don't tire, i am crass, do yourself a favor get your ass black and blue
Then lost her faith again
Sure he died in 96 n
The spiritless servants who died from the drug submergence/
Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears
Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.
Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done
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