CAPITAL-''X'' - I Want Justice lyrics

rate me

Like this- Who the fuck said, that "X" couldn't make it

Man I got friendly crash spots Brick City to Vegas

Croatia, Italy all the way to Australia

Man I build with comrades Central America to Asia

The struggle is world wide, it doesn't run and hide

And everywhere I go, I be fighting on the front lines

Fuck waving a tech nine, that will get you time

Don't put your life on the line for fucking nickels and dimes (Hell nah)

Man I'll fuckin blow your minds with high caliber rhymes

Yea every line of this rhyme's, considered a felony crime

But all them bureaucratic fucks, can kiss my behind

Like Moses was sent to free the Hebrew slaves

I came for all the prisoners condemned to die by the state

So C.Os. get ya fucking asses up and crack them gates

No I ain't come filled with hate, I came filled with debate

Spitting evidence, on an iron clad case

I want justice, for George Jackson, and Anthony Haynes

I want justice, for Tony Ford, and Luis Perez

I want justice, for Randy Arroyo and all kids locked in a cage

For Mikey Powell and all victims in Birmingham

I want justice, for every brotha and sister on the row

I want justice, for every broke mutha fucka I know

I want justice, mutha fuckas, and I want it now

I want justice, man I don't give a fuck how

Man I ain't trying to win no Grammy, fuck MTV

I rock for all the prisoners on and off the streets

I speak for every brotha, I seen hang dead from a sheet

For every victim in London, murdered by the police

Man it's time to slay that beast, no surrender or retreat

I'm locked and loaded, holding court in the streets

Releasing this weapon of mass destruction, by Unabeatz

Suicide bomber, get ya up out ya seats

Man I'll be the prosecutor, the judge and the jury

I'll sentence fools to die, by lyrics of fury

While I Impeach the president for dereliction of duty

What I spit causes rioting, and mutha fucken looting

Yo cops is shooting, innocent men

New York New York to the streets of Birmingham

They waiting to invade Iran, it's all part of their plan

Incarcerated states of America, invading foreign lands

Brooklyn Born, Brick City resident

Man I work hard for mines yo, just like an immigrant

I do what I gots to, to eat and to pay the rent

Man these rappers is spent, and I'm tired of their posing

They're being terminated, all accounts is frozen

I'm spitting this for the rap fanatics, that's been dope sick and jonesing

And it's so high potent, it's to be taken in small dose's

16 bar's, will leave you comatosed

I spit so much truth, I'll make justice choke

Brothers on death row, are being lynched with no rope

Condemned with no hope, who the victims here?

How many innocent have been murdered, throughout the years

Huntsville Texas, Dominique Greene

Brothas I hear your screams, louder than sirens

As I take stages like a sniper, on roof tops firing

Making noise for the silenced, calling for a seize in the violence