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Justice Lyrics

by Papoose

[Intro]
R.I.P. to all my dead homies,
R.I.P. to the God,
Everythin' you taught me I'm using it wisely,
Risin' to the top

[Chorus]
If you lost one of your homies and avenged it quick,
That ain't a murder that's a justice hit,
They killed your homie and you came back n' wet up the strip,
That ain't a murder that's a justice hit,
Justice - the god told me to take it to the, streets
Chop the enemies head off and point it to the, east
Y'all do it for the money, I do it cuz' I love this,
I must serve justice,
Cuz if a cop try to kill a kid and his wig get split,
That ain't a murder that's a justice hit

[Verse 1]
It's like the drugs are the water,
Money is oxygen, a pistol is land,
Every each of us creatures needs this to continue as man,
Long time nickel-to-grand, will I live through the span,
And see the future at my visual command,
I encountered a ghetto veteran,
As his beer dripped through his hand,
He spilled his beverage and said it was to tribute his man,
He told me ever since a bullet put a end to his man,
He got to squeeze his nine to ease his mind and tend to his plans,
I thought, damn, what kind of knowledge does his mental demand,
If only violence helps his mental expand,
Conversation led to murder confessions,
Talked of how he worshiped the essence,
I was illin'
He preferred the killing than serving a blessin'
Speaking over jakes sirens as they circled the section,
He said ladies and babies no longer were worthy of presence,
He shoot the innocent to celebrate the birth of his bredren,
This nigga use his trigger wit some sort of hurtful obsession,
What can I do to stop this threat to populations' progression?
Should I just turn to my lessons? Or turn to my weapon?
I refined his life,
Don't fast forward, time your life,
Find a cause, take a pause and rewind your life,
Life without lovin' I left my feelings at my man grave,
How's a man brave if that man is another mans slave?

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
While my ace born is barley six months before deliverin'
My blood, wake up ? from biddin', its time givin'
My sane inside a state of confusion,
My mind driftin'
My mans within only two percent chance of livin'
Took a slug below his ear,
I felt it right here,
But as the liquid pain, drain its hard to vision life clear,
We first aware to the fact that his survival is rare,
I vow vengeance with everythin' I love in a swear,
His last days bared to breathe verge on my seeds first,
It cast a shadow on my world to watch my son leave earth,
It dawned on me how it works, as he laid in a hearse,
Death is reimbursed by birth - Putting life in reverse,
Cursed for worst by his girl, jealously ways he played,
Left a widow she put a tear on his grave and prayed,
I stayed brave, feelin' miserable seein' my man livin' through,
They took a part of my physical with his spiritual,
Not your typical trigger crew,
We follow no Sargent or general,
Every man for the man in the mirror, (true)
Acquire shit from gloves, to the biggest guns desired,
Testin' a tec air holes, as rapid fire perspired,
Rollin' on niggas require proper tires,
His whole murder story was truthless
I guess the ruthless spare the liars,
We hoodlums for hire,
But these niggas goin' for free,
Fuck the drama, we bout to bring the world war three,
Y'all know the conclusion including all the squeezin' and grievin'
All the bleedin' buried deep, in feedin' of natures eatin'
So before leavin', yo it's a wise man I'm repeatin'
Two wrongs don't make a right, I believe in it makes a even,
An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth,
A justice hit.




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Daddy Yankee
Y me gusta tanto cuando se pega pega
Y me guaya guaya
Y se pega pega
Cuando le sueltan el dembow
Dembow bow bow
Papoose
So before leavin', yo it's a wise man I'm repeatin'
Two wrongs don't make a right, I believe in it makes a even
Paul Hardcastle
In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn't
It was different in many ways, as so were tose that did the fighting
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
I really wasn't sure what was going on

Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served
A twelve month tour of duty
But was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ni-ni-ni 19, Ni-ni-ni 19

Hundreds of thousands of men who saw heavy combat
In Vietnam were arrested since discharge
Their arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same age
There are no accurate figures of how many of these men
Have been incarcerated

But a Veterans Administration study
Concludes that the greater of vets
Exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances
Of being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the war
They won't forget what they've seen
Destruction of men in their prime
Whose average was 19

De-de-destruction
De-de-destruction
War, war

De-de-destruction, wa, wa, war, wa, war, war
De-de-destruction
War, war

After World War II the men came home together on troop ships
But the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between
World War II and Vietnam was coming home
None of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of them
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what
Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to ten years after coming home
Almost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

De-de-destruction
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni19 19
19, 19, 19, 19
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

When we came back it was different, everybody wants to know
"How'd it happened to those guys over there?
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do

There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now
All we want to do is come home

All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for?
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
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