If I have any pet peeves it would be injustice
45 tucked into my sleeve ready to bust it
Observing my friend bleeding out disgust me
Whoever did this to my homie prepare to get dusted
Don\'t care about getting busted
Stay a ghost in the streets until they bring justice
Cant rely on police they are corrupted
We take it into our own hands
An eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth
You take a life prepare for someone to take you
Until we realize this is what its come to
There will be bloodshed staining the streets red
As we continue to mourne everyday another is born
Scorn from environments society forms another heart torn
When will we learn