Musings of Retribution

Posted on the rooftop, no need for two-glocks
Before switching positions gonna kill a few-cops
Whitey don't like hearing how we kill cops
Left lifeless in bags inside a chill-box
Just how many ways can I kill a pig
Get him in an alley on his knees and pull the trig
Or take him in a dark room where you hide your stash
The only light that's seen comes from the gat flash
You can creep in his home, your gat goes click
Shoot him in bed as his dog gives him genital licks
Pay him retribution for the all the evil he did
Smoke that pig in front of his wife and his kids
Remember how them jakes laughed when they shot your son
Now you have their kids in the scope of your gun
Police are gang members behind the gun and the badge
Let's turn the guns off each other and shoot that ass
Hear the blast because the pig brutality won't yield
Now they wonder why so many of them are killed
Hiding behind the shield, it's not sufficient to protect-you
There's a new breed of soldiers out to get-you
Remember that police brutality is still the American thing
And they still beat Black folks like Rodney King.

-Aquil Aziz Copyright © 2006
Aquil_Aziz@yahoo.com