The written truth

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She asked me where were my manners

But we don't live in a manor

Just in the hood

Where they say knuck if you buck

And they know you will

Its a trap

And the houses barley have water coming out of the tap

And they think its a rap

And there is nothing else to do but fall victim

Of the system

We know

And we watch mom and dad see their kids be put on death row

And its the truth

The lives we see being taken are proof

Of the profiling

And the social sizing

Of a fucked up society

That is corrupted

And its the system we know

And I just want you to know that
Our lives are not joke


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