Peaceful (Justice for Oscar)

[Verse 1: Chace Infinite] Trials of the black hearted, in the land where Just because of your skin crooked cops make niggas targets My upbringing was solid, but shit I got involved with Could have had me stretched out, or somebody caught me Cold streets grown, (a land)? it's awkward Can't even understand the language that they write the laws in We've been struggling for centuries and bet it Kinda odd how we made a industry out of lettuce The book says only the word was in the beginning; I get the feeling only words will be here in the ending, so I lie with divine energy every time Harness the power of words written in rhyme Simple as pluckin’ grapes from the vine, I produce fruit Foolish and form deep in my mind, a couple a screws loose Crazy as Howard Hughes laying tools on ....(?) Focus on my own vision, niggas who screwed you I form thoughts on left sides of the brain I express it in the flesh, it may come out as insane I'm loyal like a nigga that grew up in a gang Plus I resurrect the dead and bring them devils to flames [Hook: Krondon] It's hard to raise children, no lights in the building And half the neighborhood won't survive in this system The coroner is overworked, cops killing every Innocent nigga just trying to make a living [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] The effects of a drugged out city Kept it thugging all my niggas was thugged out with me First born grandson of a killer from Mississippi Hit the pavement in the teens like he hit the G in the 60's On a mission, they pushing that product purp, keep me paranoid Already sold the city and carried it up like the Jeffries Boys The 26's keep plenty bitches up in the ride Way too busy counting that cake to think about genocide Pocket full of stones, but I'm killing my own Matter of fact, I finished a pack before I finished this song I wanna just rap collect my stash go rock some shows and get blown Don't give no fuck I step on no toes a nigga just trying to get on Get on some cheese, get on some green, get on some ho’s, get off my back It ain't no justice for these people for what they did to Oscar Grant Bust them back, take their life before they take it from us They're just gonna kill us in our sleep if we don't wake the fuck up, fuck up [Hook 2: Krondon] It's hard to raise children, no lights in the building And half the neighborhood won't survive in this system Like it ain't a given we get up God willing if we're Innocent nigga just trying to make a living The coroner is overworked, cops killing Hands up to the ceiling if you feel like "fuck the lieutenant" and everybody be killed with them For the people they won't let live peaceful [Verse 3: Chace Infinite] The effect of a war torn city, spreads like A cancer to the populace that shows no pity Gotta get the people off the government titty Citizens is so sick clearly, holler if you hear me On my Pac shit until the pigs kill me Cold slugs killing all my brothers in the city You "confused a pistol with a taser gun", really? Shit... Another notch for the devils that support this How long can we afford to go through such tortures? Young lives framed in a painful portrait Blood stained porous, concrete is morbid Innocent men slain inside a wood coffin They contradict the laws far too often Proof that these people are devils and just thoughtless Praying for peace now but want justice for Oscar Calling on angels of vengeance, to the government We trying to case and get that crooked cop a stiffer sentence This ain't the place where hate was invented But I'll be damned if this states ain't the best that did it Fooling the world into thinking that it's peaceful interest [Hook 2]