[Intro]
I'm seeking justice
I feel like I'm the only one who wants it (Ooo, ooo, justice for music)
I think it's time for a little liberation
*Music plays*
[Interlude]
*Car pulls up*
Man 1: Aye, aye, there go the n***a right there, cuh
Pull up on the side of him real quick
Man 2: I got you, I got you loc, hol' up
sh**, you ready, n***a?
Man 1: n***a, I was born ready, you ain't gotta even tell me twice
Man 2: Bet, bet, aight then, n***a
Man 1: Watch this
[Verse 1]
Pandemonium is on the horizon
Click clack boom!
Hidden tension exhumed in this scenario
Man down, concerned citizens turn a blind eye
Lest they get blown away by the same barrel
The streets you was raised in will k** you the same
The same mentality that your homie would bring if he found a way to clock a grip by k**ing you off
Now you got a tombstone that says rip
Excuse me, I mean “Rest in Peace”, but you won't rest easy
Because you found out your childhood friend really grew up to be sleazy
But can you really be surprised?
I mean I even got relatives who would let me suffer and die
Whom can I trust?
I see you claimin' a flag
Oh, so you down to buss?
Tryna be somethin' you not
The basic type of lust
My only source of satisfaction is from tellin' a story over some music I made in this fashion
So let it play
So let it play
Yee-uh
[Outro]
Got an album of stories to tell
On this journey, I wish you well
I run the game like Al Capone
And n***a the game is on
So says I, Tha Don