A Genocide

Protest Music

A Genocide
By Wise Intelligent

I’m living this ghetto life with a seed and a wife and it don’t look good…
Crack life done changed my hood; I’m take it back to 81’….
Nicaraguan coca rush contra’s selling coke to us…
CIA don’t make the bust but help it cross the border plus…

They organized the dealers cause Samoza’s contra’s need the…
Dough from off the ghetto streets to over throw the Sandanistas…   
I’m young I’m black and I’m poor now dollars knocking at my door…
Couple of Nicaraguan cats said bring them 8 and I keep 4…

I’m getting this money I’m balling offing this shit to Bloods and Crips…
Locking down these ghetto strips sexing chicks and pushing whips…
Free-basin’s getting thick I’m cooking this powder straight to bricks…
Bout to see a million six never knew how thick this shit could get… 

And now the gangs are banging claiming sets and drug possession…
Now we need some better weapons, contra AK-47…
UZI’S, SK-11’s, INTRA-TEKS, homicide… 
I’m just a ghetto youth caught up in A GENOCIDE… 

VS 2 

Lotta innocent lives are lost, black communities paid the cost…
All the drugs and guns we bought financed CIA dirty wars… 
I’m just a young boy born down in a ghet-to…
Hanging out on corners cooling with my fel-la’s…

Now I’m sitting in a 6 x 10…got life with no parole…
Crack life done stole my soul, and a nigga got all the blame…
I’m talking tons of crack flying cross the border black…
I ain’t have no part in that where my planes and vessels at? 

I’m talking a Dark Alliance CIA, drug dealers, contra’s…
Bad boys who move in silence this a different kind of monster…
Ain’t none of them crackers locked, for the rest of they life in jail… 
For the innocent folk they shot, or the drugs and guns they sale… 

Now the government “war on drugs” making it look like I’m the reason…
Coca come from overseas and most Americans do believe’em… 
Hit me with a CCE (Continued Crime Enterprise)…   
But I’m just a ghetto youth, caught up in a genocide… 

VS 3 

If a nigga don’t eat, nigga gone starve, nigga don’t got no job…
Played high school ball hoop dreams but I really can’t read… 
Start smoking weed gotta escape all the shit I need…
Try da make it to the NBA but a nigga just blew out both his knees… 

I’m lonely in these streets…I’m crying on these beats…
But you know I gotta suck that up, cause don’t nobody give a fuck…
Who better to use than me…to move the contra’s coke? 
I’m young, I’m black, and I’m poor, and now my spirits broke…

Youth violence escalates black property values drop…
Black leaders hesitate, to reach out to my block…
Ole Earth wanna sell her home for which she paid like ninety gees…
Gang bangers clappin chrome so the bank say it ain’t worth 33… 

Gentrification making somebody rich but I know it ain’t me…
Incarceration prison population size increase…
The biggest business in the country now is giving me time…
I’m just a ghetto youth caught up in a genocide…