(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?