SUSPICIOUS (Tribute To Trayvon Martin)
•HOOK•
I guess I look Suspicious, Ridiculous, Us (x2)
I guess I took the wrong way
I guess I took the wrong way home, (x3)
I guess I look Suspicious, Ridiculous, Us (x2)
•VERSE ONE•
T. M.,
No longer for trademark, in the P. M.,
No dawn, when the day's dark
Introduce Zim
Not confused with him
Not confused with them
I'm going out on a limb
I pick up my pen
While readdressing a sin
"Thou shalt not k**"
Get away with taking a life
"Thou shalt not steal"
Mentality's ill, American needs to heal
But how can we all heal
When media breaks what we build
Put the pieces together
Forget a Black and White
We all get under weather
Sometimes it's bout the cheddar
Who suits look better
While one testifies to lies beyond measure
So guilty is guilty
Man the scams filthy
Ran up on, and drilled me
Bless cup, he spilled me
Heaven is the home
Welcome this new joint
Trade in your earthly homes
For hollow halls, and points, anoint...
•HOOK•
I guess I took the wrong way
I guess I took the wrong way home, (x3)
I guess I look Suspicious, Ridiculous, Us (x2)
•VERSE TWO•
This is what it feels like, this is real life
Now we in a real fight
They're calling the ill, "right"
Left, Right
Left, Right
Step and get checked, "knight"
Catch a breath
And prepare for what's next, "lights"
On, Off...
Turn 'em back on
Light at the end of the tunnel
It's almost gone
I see it, but gets dimmer, that's day by day
No more, that's three times
That's day by Trey (Tray)
I pray
Lord open the eyes of the Haters
The Prejudice, Blinded
Who can't see what the crime is
It murder
Persecution unheard of
Media take the pot, the issue's hot
They stir up
Fine lines blurred
All you know is what's heard
Shut up and read the words
And grade the page nerd
Examine the famine of law and justice
All the while
How're we at war without media coverage
s**ers
•HOOK•
I guess I took the wrong way
I guess I took the wrong way home, (x3)
I guess I look Suspicious, Ridiculous, Us (x2)
•VERSE THREE•
Bust that, bust this
That's where the lust is
Not everyone in this world is living illustrious
A poor simulation
Play games for stimulation
If was not a dreamer
What are you insinuating?
Suspicious! ridiculous!
It's raining bricks kid
My head's getting wet
I'm on the phone with this chick kid
I politicking
Seventeen ways to get home
Who's following
There's seventeen ways to get gone
I probably heard a "Click, Clock,"
The sound of a "Tick, Tock"
To loud to be a Clock
Must be the sound of a... "Click!", "Glock!"
I'm running
I probably heard Thundering!, Lightning!
Flash!, I Gasp, my heart's jumping
I'm almost there
Smell of home in the air
I calm found the fear
Till superman appeared
I guess it doesn't matter, what I do here
I hear God's calling, and I'm right here, yeah
I hear God's calling, and I'm right here, yeah
•END•