Hungry for justice i'm past this injustice
Hate me if you want to but always remember this
The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,
If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit
I mean the shit is, fred hampton on your campus
To kill these rappers who be talkin madness.
Your own creation of madness crawls deep,
But little old me with the few facts that i speak
Pills turn to crack and a buncha madness no college classes
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
Now momma told me be careful who you love
This bad habit of giving into your madness
Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit
The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,
Crazy look if you stare deep into the eyes of madness
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
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