305375.com

  What Is Deterrence? ...Life Without Parole ...The Death Penalty: Executing the Innocent

Spic in Black

I wrote this for everyone that be wondering, why I'm always dressed in black

why you never see me wearing bright colors on my back

and why does my apperance, always have a somber tone

well there's good fucken reasons, for what I have on

See I wear black to rep the poor, the oppressed and the beaten down

those living in the hopeless, hungry, poverty stricken parts of town

and I wear black for all the prisoners, that have long paid for they crimes

but are still locked in cages, cause they're victoms of these times

and I wear black to morn for all those, that I've loved and lost

and for every inmate that's been crusified, since Christ on the cross

and I wear black for the forgotten, those left wondering the streets

with no place to rest their heads at, and no food to eat

an I wear black for every innocent child, that's been abandonned and abused

for everyone that's ever suffered, Whites Blacks Latinos and Jews

I wear black for every son and daugter, whos blood has been spilled

for everyone of my ancesters, Christopher Columbus killed

and I wear black for those who've never read, or listened to the words that Jesus said

for those that know the truth, but choose to live a lie instead

thinking they're aight, with they dope whips (cars) and they chips stacked (money)

I wear black to remind us all, of the ones who have been held back

I wear black for the sick, the lonely and old

and for the reckless ones, whose bad trips have left them cold

an I wear black for all the wasted lives, that could have been

Understand that every few minutes, we lose hundreds of men

I wear black for the hundreds of thousands, who have died

believing that the Lord, was on they side

and I wear black for the millions, who have died

believing that we all, were on they side

man I wear black for the my peoples, locked down on cell blocks

an cause I'm still mourning, Biggie, L, Pac, and Scott-La-Rock

and I wear black for all my peoples, dying in meaningless wars

and I wear it for my son, whom I never saw

there are some things in this world, that need changing this I know

cause things are all fucked up, no matter where you go

well till I see the world start to move, to make some things right

you'll never see this mutha fucka, wearing a suit of white

yea I'd love to wear a rainbow of colors, every single day

get on the mic and tell the whole world, everything is O.K.

but it's not so I'll try to carry off, a little darkness on my back

till things start looking brighter, I'll be known as the spic in black

Yea I'm the spic in black, I represent the struggle

the have nots, the haven't gots, and all those that were born ta hustle

I represent everyone, locked up in a cell

yea I'm the advocate for anybody, living this hell