Why I Spit
WHY I SPIT
Be I'm Woochie, bitch!
Shit got dam,
My Uncle Woochie up to it
'til emmett is given justice reparations aint shit
its for his likes I spit, those suffering in the pits
its for the addicts feeling static when they smoke their last hit
its for the thugs in the struggle middle-fingering governments
its for the temples destroyed by boys fronting as men
its for the souls that fuel the federal and state pens
its for the bums on the boulevard living life hard
its for the whores working corners 'cause their self-esteem has been scarred
its for the bangers packing heat vowing : "never retreat"
its for this beat inside my mind reverberating off concrete
its for my daughter that i cherish with the will like forever
its for the boys seeking religion, settle for getting raped in the parish
its for the humans turned negroes thinking nothing 'bout pulling triggers
its for the crooked ass cops shaking down dope dealers
its for the judge and the jury blinded by their own fury
its must be fear that they hear when they found my brothers them guilty
its for the crack and the smack the ecstasy and all that
its for malt liquor and cristal and the high priced malls
its for the mothers struggling hard praying god feed y'all
its for the music industry prostituting the game
its for the breakers and the poppers its for the dee-jays and fame
its for the automatic weapons and the always halfstepping
its for the R.Kellys and michael jacksons the cobys and the guards
in iraq and cuba
fucking up the whole future
its for bullshit jobs and the welfare fraud
its for the h.i.v and the easy blow jobs
its for the corny cats posting mediocre rhymes
its for the wanna-be 50s and jay-z kinds
its for the manipulators stagnators non-motivators
its for all these i squeeze and travel cosmic elevators
its for the sun and the earth my diviness from birth
its for the missing jesus from the bible and the mis-interpretors of qur'aan
its for the ticking that you heard right before i drop bombs
