ILL Lyrics

I had enough of the police's presence

Shouldn't y'all be keepin the peace

It's like a wildfire burnin and nothing can stop it

This violence given me no ease

I have seen nothing but tear-gas since watchin'

It's makin me sick

It's disgustin'

I don't know what I can do to just stop it

I feel like I'm about to pop yeah

It's like I'm watching madness

Every day a struggle for the millions in the masses

Yet them politicians follow profit like they're asses

To save their little sorry fucking asses

I try to meditate

In the end sadness

Better not to know sometimes I want gladness

But I cannot be still when I hear about the shit that gimme chills

Matter fact yo I'm about to get ill

Matter fact yo I'm about to get ill

Ah, get the keys to the cellar

Release the beast, he a real nice fella

Release the Peace, he ain't no cella-dwella

Mama Freedom told me if they lock him up I should tell her