he was screaming from the back now he s in the front diarrhea of the mouth plus he pissy drunk he captures the audience with every word he shouts he wants to know all the things that i m mad about he s innocent but red and blue is in his rear view why cause brown is his skin s hue commit an offense is what he didn t do but cops see the old same lawyers see a closed case judge sees a trumped charge and he sees the front of bars a classic route is what im mad about i m sick of these ignorant racial discriminates ain t we all immigrants who are we to restrict permission for them to enter in a land we didn t create but abuse to our benefit they only as good as they can give we just want em to work but we never want em to live some live for today while others live for tomorrow some live in the past looking for time to borrow if we gave the innocent a voice i wonder what would they say or would they be tired from screaming please someone hear our cry she mad he ran through with no jimmy couldn t borrow the 650 to leave the baby at the clinic bet the neighbors know his name she screaming scratching an yellin he fighting with his girl sixteen and she pregnant i m at the pump getting punk d cause every time i m empty i m feeling the government is pimping so im at the pump with the pump i feel like i gotta steal to get filled up the game is chess money is king gas is clout and im just a pawn is what i m mad about  i m mad that government got us believing greed and capitalism is the only way to succeed friends from my old hood talk about they plant seeds that s ironic cause all i see them do is smoke trees pharaoh got them i m trying to let them out i left the burning bush just to tell these jokers what i m mad about im mad im pissed im frustrated cause some dad left their kids and plus racist corrupt government is running unjust races so when you see me turning red it ain t the blush face it s anger from the love that i feel for a stranger cause injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere i echo the views of martin luther the second if we never teach truth we ll keep confusing the lesson some live for today while others live for tomorrow some live in the past looking for time to borrow if we gave the innocent a voice i wonder what would they say or would they be tired from screaming please someone hear our cry will someone hear our cry will someone hear our cry will someone hear our cry she was only eight when they threw her in the trade abused in her youth now a slave of this rape uncle prostitutes denise before she got through puberty and it s hard for her to pray cause she s dropping to her knees for a priest geez the cross that he wears is the cross that she bears pedophiles is what im mad about she can scream loud but they won t let her out they keep milking honey cuz she s a cash cow i m mad she swings on poles for significance talk with her body that s the only way we listening she thirst for water in a current drought get your eyes off her thighs and let her tell you what she s mad about i give em heart in these bars but they rather me get em hard give em a little minaj sing and summersault for applause in panties and bra barter my body for the ladder to climb up the charts i guess getting naked is what success is mad cause the truth is the only thing i m bearing when you hurt i should hurt and when we smile you should smile cause what s mine will be yours and though dr king had this dream of of of a city and a people that was not divided by race and culture and creed and class division that created hostility he dreamed of a world where people were united in and woven into this beautiful tapestry that he called all god s children he had a beautiful dream it was a gospel dream 1776 these words were ratified by our forefathers we hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal all men and women that they are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights among these life liberty and the pursuit of happiness2