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[ Bad Raps ] Taking Back My State

    
Line in the sand---      
drew it with my bare hand      
Dare to cross it      
if you think you're man enough to      
Brother, newsflash for ya:    
you'd never get through      
This was always my Hood     
What makes you think you could?    
     
Perhaps in your arrogance?      
Just because you can scale a fence      
doesn't mean I can't keep you out      
Just because you deal in violence      
doesn't mean I have to dwell in fear      
Ain't cause enough for me to doubt    
This is where I stand, line in sand,  
Your over there, I'm over here  
     
In a State of Grace where
I breathe and walk freely      
Lord always with me all over the place      
I see the confusion written across your face      
in big block letters shouting,      
What the ... Luck? Has nothing to do with it      
Simple fact of the matter is      
you can't touch this      
 
My life is mine to live---      
not yours to steal, borrow or give    
As if you ever had that power anyway      
As if you have any say in my fate      
In my state, line is drawn by the Big G above      
who works miracles daily through me      
using only the power of Love, unconditional  
Force you can't control or manipulate      
     
Taking back my State      
Line is drawn --- not just across my front lawn      
The street, mall parking lot, or the outskirts of town      
Do what what you must in your pathetic existence      
to spoil my happiness, bring the hammer down---      
makes no difference      
     
No gauntlet of poorly lit alleys your posse      
sees fit to possess, occupy      
bang ganging till midnight hours      
is cause for me to change my routine      
make me beg for more law enforcement powers    
    
Skills with a knife or trigger, I have no need for      
Terrorism begins within --- know what I mean?      
If I have to explain it to you anymore      
Brothers, then you're not getting the message      
My breath is wasted      
     
Hope the Lord has mercy      
Shows you the error of your ways      
Helps you beat the Crack      
Steers you towards a job that pays      
A real lifestyle you'll appreciate      
Someday look back upon      
This emaciated existence      
The adrenaline high you're on      
Until then      
     
here is where the line is drawn      
You might as well move on      
     
I'm taking back my State      
     
Taking it back    
   
 
Written by JohnnyBlaze
Published | Edited 27th Jul 2020
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