Jail For Blacks & Unfortunates

by SistaTradea

Young, black, and guilty

Doing hard time

But, rich, slick and powerful

Committed the same crime


Stop, frisk and arrest

But only in the ghetto

Are the cops such a pest

Even if you’re a good fellow


Slick lawyer arrives

Pays his bail

And in less than a day

He's outta that hell


Look at there!!!

He’s free as a bird

Coming and going anywhere

 even though his charges were heard


Although, they put us in this position

You seem to forget the past

Just tryin to keep us on a mission

So, our dreams will never last

And fade fast

Jail For Blacks & Unfortunates by SistaTradea

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