ILL

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