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======== lepadahxxx says to you ======== ======================= Forwarded Message =======================
God's sons
my son, our son's
Listen up young one
I'm trying to serve you some get right
for you to be right
trying to keep you on track
Trying to keep you from slipping back
into a shadow
holding pens, cell block
jail house lock up
trying to keep you off the block
intellectually feed you what it is you need
drink you're thirsty for the knowledge
thirsty for history
you betta pray you make it thru without a felony
remember you gets no favas on the inside
dismiss from your frame of street reference
those rap videos of niggas so bold
holding their jock straps down
massaging their crown
forget that shit
when just yesterday
the same nigga was sucking house gang dick
you betta . . . figa that nigga son
those booty bandits working on ripping your virginal asshole
wide open . . . split!
so the shit won't stick
the whole pen tag you a new bitch
don't get it twisted
yeah this shit is sadistic
you young brother's
young son, man child, God's sons, son of ancient African Kings
son of Shaka, Aesop and
son of abu, Ahmed, baba, Bilal, Elijah,
I'm tired of seeing God's sons held captive
we got to get proactive
in a place where taggiing
fishing and bumping tits is the name of the game
and you're gonna to be down
or be dead
I'm trying to keep you from the box
a constant embryo position
goon squad demand complete submission
those ain't your daddies
listen up sons
I'm trying to save you from buckets, the tombs, bullets
Police Brutality and prison warfare
Riker rope when there is no hope
the criminal swag, pant sag
hacks green light for new jacks
serial killers and psychopaths
listen up son . . . you do the math
this is a billion dollar profit
God's sons inside the super max
held captive labeled you a "Felon"
for the rest of your natural born life
listen up son I'm trying to gift you truth!
© 2012 Lepadah
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