Lyrical Justice

You can catch me ridin’ shotgun

just like an innocent victim that fell

from the shell that wasn’t stopped

from the cops gun.

Claiming my heart was corrupted and filthy

while walking in the dark,

with an image that looks guilty.

That’s why my pain remains and will be the same

until injustice eternally rests on the concrete.

But until then, I’ll be ready

to bust a sixteen when I palm the heat.

all I got to do is stay calm and discrete,

so don’t get mad when I

pull out the pad and pen

just to stimulate and feel ones hate,

as I grip the weapon.

Quickly aim it at a weak MC and peel back;

now tell me can you feel that, lead

when it penetrates the four walls

that separates me and your so called

skills when I the steel back,

‘cause you can never compare yourself

to one that’s real in his tracks.

I know it’s unfair when one grinds to make steel tracks

and the industry refuses to choose the real over the whack,

but that doesn't matter cause through all the chatter 

I just put justice back on track.

Angelo Martinez©