(for those of you who have issues with what Bill Cosby says)
Why dost thou protest the obvious?
Isn’t it plain to see
What “We’re” doing to “Me”
Obviously
The “WRONG” perpetuated
For so long…Against us
By those who would fit “US”
Into chalk outlines
Isn’t a crime
Am I lying?
(That’s what you said)
And
That brutha
Who told another
‘Bout the other **** he did
Back in da day
“You have to play to get paid”
Am I right?
And Joe Blow
Who knocked on yo’ door
And put a gun to yo’ dome
Tell me he wasn’t wrong
And what about that
“Mister and misses” combo
Who robbed the neighbor store
And left your baby deceased
Trapped in a cross-fire…with the police
But that was okay, too…was it not?
O…oh…and
What about that
Already-convicted felon
Who stood in yo’ hood
Yelling
Obscenities
At
Your
Wife
Then took her life
When she confronted his sorry ***
That okay, too…I suppose?
Should we claim a little
Responsibility
Can we open our eyes
And see
The damage done
To you…me?
~ Look at me ~
Limping from the
Slug in my back
Put there by li’l pimping
Doing a drug attack
~ And you act’n like that ain’t whack ~
Big Easy put bullets through my Momma’s door
Left a message with the neighbor…saying
If I should want some more…then
You KNOW
And, when the cops arrested him
You claimed the sentence was too excessive, bro’
~ But this a war, yo’ ~
PAPER got our babies dying
In these hea streets
Bling blinging got our queens
Act’n all sluttish and weak
Everybody’s crazing ova da heat
And you still act’n like this **** be sweet
BUT…Bill Cosby lied
Bill Cosby spoke truth, son
RECOGNIZE
The truth isn’t a lie
No matter how many times you ask
WHY
Trying to DENY
The destruction our people
Heap on us…daily
And
You
Wonder
Why
Other
Races
Be
Hating
On
Me
We sell death
To the young and old
Stroll the hood streets
Deep…in da city’s soul
Protected from prosecution
By the “I didn’t see a thang” witness
And you complaining ‘bout
The prison cells
We
Be
filling
OKAY…But…Bill Cosby
Bill spoke of the ills
Of a society
That’s within me
Against me
With never a thought of
Helping me…to be me
Rose to the top by stepping on me
…Ova me
Crushed the head of me
While I was just trying to be me
If you’re not one for us all
Then…you’re all against me
Feel me?
Why dost thou protest the obvious?
Isn’t it plain to see
What “We’re” doing to “Me”
Obviously
The “WRONG” perpetuated
For so long…Against us
By those who would fit “US”
Into chalk outlines
Isn’t a crime
Am I lying?
(That’s what you said)
And
That brutha
Who told another
‘Bout the other **** he did
Back in da day
“You have to play to get paid”
Am I right?
And Joe Blow
Who knocked on yo’ door
And put a gun to yo’ dome
Tell me he wasn’t wrong
And what about that
“Mister and misses” combo
Who robbed the neighbor store
And left your baby deceased
Trapped in a cross-fire…with the police
But that was okay, too…was it not?
O…oh…and
What about that
Already-convicted felon
Who stood in yo’ hood
Yelling
Obscenities
At
Your
Wife
Then took her life
When she confronted his sorry ***
That okay, too…I suppose?
Should we claim a little
Responsibility
Can we open our eyes
And see
The damage done
To you…me?
~ Look at me ~
Limping from the
Slug in my back
Put there by li’l pimping
Doing a drug attack
~ And you act’n like that ain’t whack ~
Big Easy put bullets through my Momma’s door
Left a message with the neighbor…saying
If I should want some more…then
You KNOW
And, when the cops arrested him
You claimed the sentence was too excessive, bro’
~ But this a war, yo’ ~
PAPER got our babies dying
In these hea streets
Bling blinging got our queens
Act’n all sluttish and weak
Everybody’s crazing ova da heat
And you still act’n like this **** be sweet
BUT…Bill Cosby lied
Bill Cosby spoke truth, son
RECOGNIZE
The truth isn’t a lie
No matter how many times you ask
WHY
Trying to DENY
The destruction our people
Heap on us…daily
And
You
Wonder
Why
Other
Races
Be
Hating
On
Me
We sell death
To the young and old
Stroll the hood streets
Deep…in da city’s soul
Protected from prosecution
By the “I didn’t see a thang” witness
And you complaining ‘bout
The prison cells
We
Be
filling
OKAY…But…Bill Cosby
Bill spoke of the ills
Of a society
That’s within me
Against me
With never a thought of
Helping me…to be me
Rose to the top by stepping on me
…Ova me
Crushed the head of me
While I was just trying to be me
If you’re not one for us all
Then…you’re all against me
Feel me?
