(AMERIKKKAN MENTALITY)
What is this Amerikkka to me... Been disenfranchised since I was made aware of my identity.
Cursed because of my black skin... I always saw this shit from a distance see?
Saw smoking crack bust my homeboy heart... Died on the corner where he got high... Nicknamed him One Time.
Saw my homeboy from Basin St get shot... Spinning into death like a ballerina... Saw his mama cry.
Took a 45 dead to the chest... To young to be laid to rest.
My big brother drank himself to to his grave... I miss my big brother more everyday... Guess this shit was just too much for him.
Done been locked up facing three life sentences... Took it to trial and beat them charges... White prosecutor ain't even shake my hand... Looked at me turned purple and ran.
See I grew up in the bricks and concrete where life is suspect... I the pure product of a government project gone astray... Paid attention at a very early age.
White Jesus ain't never appealed to me... One ain't never equaled three... This fool standing on a pulpit slanging insanity... Begging for my money... Begging for my soul.
Caint have none of that... I'm already living in hell.
Racism used so subtly that it's become the standard... To speak of it the crime... Designations and heightened time... Courtrooms stacked against we, public schools losing teachers see... White man still got the mob mentality.
Amerikkka... Thats what it means to me.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
