March 22

Come inside, run inside

Fall in line before our hands are tied

Grand demise, it's fear that puts the weapon at our side

Tragic times, it's so real we got to fantasize

Close your eyes and look alive before it's do or die

Who am I to look it in the eye and pass it by

A massive cry to passers-by come when the masses die

A tax applied to hapless lives, no matter Black or white

Attack and fight, the rappers write, it just comes back to bite

Back to bite us, the walls are starting to fill with writing

A vicious cycle, the thunder comes before enlightening