Self-Scientific, Freddie Gibbs, Krondon - Peaceful (Justice for Oscar) lyrics

Trials of the black hearted
In the land where
Just because of your skin crooked
Cops make niggas targets
My upbringing was solid
But shit I got involved with
Could have had me stretched out
Or somebody caught me
Cold streets grown (a land)? it's awkward
Can't even understand the language that
They write the laws in
We've been struggling for centuries
And bet it kinda odd how we made a
Industry out of lettuce
The book says only the word
Was in the beginning
I get the feeling only words will
Be here in the ending, so
I lie with divine energy every time
Harness the power of words written in rhyme
Simple as pluckin’ grapes from the vine
I produce fruit
Foolish and form deep in my mind
A couple a screws loose
Crazy as Howard Hughes laying tools on
Focus on my own vision
Niggas who screwed you
I form thoughts on left sides of the brain
I express it in the flesh
It may come out as insane
I'm loyal like a nigga that grew up in a gang
Plus I resurrect the dead and
Bring them devils to flames

It's hard to raise children
No lights in the building
And half the neighborhood won't
Survive in this system
The coroner is overworked, cops killing every
Innocent nigga just trying to make a living

The effects of a drugged out city
Kept it thugging all my niggas
Was thugged out with me
First born grandson of a
Killer from Mississippi
Hit the pavement in the teens like he
Hit the G in the 60's
On a mission, they pushing that product purp
Keep me paranoid
Already sold the city and carried it
Up like the Jeffries Boys
The 26's keep plenty bitches up in the ride
Way too busy counting that cake
To think about genocide
Pocket full of stones, but I'm killing my own
Matter of fact
I finished a pack before I finished this song
I wanna just rap collect my stash go
Rock some shows and get blown
Don't give no fuck I step on no toes
A nigga just trying to get on
Get on some cheese, get on some
Green, get on some ho’s, get off my back
It ain't no justice for these people for
What they did to Oscar Grant bust them back
Take their life before they take it from us
They're just gonna kill us in our sleep
If we don't wake the fuck up, fuck up

It's hard to raise children
No lights in the building
And half the neighborhood won't
Survive in this system
Like it ain't a given we get
Up God willing if we're
Innocent nigga just trying to make a living
The coroner is overworked, cops killing
Hands up to the ceiling if you feel like
"fuck the lieutenant" and everybody
Be killed with them
For the people they won't let live peaceful

The effect of a war torn city, spreads like
A cancer to the populace that shows no pity
Gotta get the people off the government titty
Citizens is so sick clearly
Holler if you hear me
On my Pac shit until the pigs kill me
Cold slugs killing all my
Brothers in the city
You "confused a pistol with a taser gun"
Really? Shit another notch for the devils
That support this how long can we afford to
Go through such tortures?
Young lives framed in a painful portrait
Blood stained porous, concrete is morbid
Innocent men slain inside a wood coffin
They contradict the laws far too often
Proof that these people are
Devils and just thoughtless
Praying for peace now but
Want justice for Oscar
Calling on angels of vengeance
To the government
We trying to case and get that
Crooked cop a stiffer sentence
This ain't the place where hate was invented
But, I'll be damned if this states
Ain't the best that did it
Fooling the world into thinking
That it's peaceful interest