Please believe me when I say, that the day you and your neighbor become truly neighbors that'll be the day.
Please believe me when I say, that if I was your brother and you were mines, we and our kind, would occupy ALL space and time.
Please believe me when I say, if you can't accept me for who I am and I can't accept you for who you Be, then the car, we riding in is running on "G."
Although new, shinny and fast....
that "gangsta shhhh" ll put a hurt'in on yo ass!
we gone crash and get smashed like glass...
unless, we readjust the gauge on the dash,
think less fast,
signal before we pass...
don't ride while you on the grass.
or stay in your lane.
Cause we think er' thing sweet,
but it's not sugar...it's cane!"
Please believe me young brothers and Sisters, that we are one!
Don't let an extinction level event transpire to show how dumb we have become!
America take a look.
You have a brand new President
not to be mistook
for those of us
who oppose the Just
and lust after all things plush
in a rush to be crush,
but can"t seem to hush...
while the empire goes bankrupt and bust
and you got the nerve
to fuss and fight.
AND THEY STARVING IN AFRICA!
whole continent on catheter!
Nobody making noise
for all the poor girls and poor boys
They don't have a voice,
don't have even a choice,
but to do what we been doing...
go along to get along WHILE YOU AND...
others act as if you never knew!
all those people getting slain and slew!...
getting that "grand ole" screwing...
ain't got a pot to piss in
a pot to poo in!
but "a storm a brew"
cause we good people -
do good things...
this is true!
We chewing on a bitter pill...
suffering from the afflictions of human ills.
Blood spills
and chills mark my spine!
Youngings spark the dark
this is your time to shine!
Get on your grind!
Get on your sublime.
We are and always will be,
a country "tis of the"
governed by the people, of the people
and for the people..
We just need one set of rules,
so the peoples could be equals....
EGYPT, GREECE, THEN ROME...
AMERICA or AMERI/CAPONE
Have we forgotten to listen for the cry
or convinced ourselves the cry has died
AND WHAT WE HEAR IS LIE
DID WE GET TOO HIGH?
WE ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP...
even when it hurts to do so.
BETTER THAT I HELP A BROTHER ,
LESS THAT BROTHER BELIEVE THERE IS NO HELP.
"MAY WE ONE DAY HAVE PEACE OF MIND"
