To The President

[CptdDcpt]

Mr. President the question is why you watchin us suffer?

it's quite evident the weapons in Iraq aint destructive muthafucca

Bin Laden mocks you weekly

why can't you stop one man who you say is leading,

terrorist and al Qaeda? Must be oil your seeking

each day you spend in office is a day we're watchin Amerikkka sinking

I've been thinking about this war, have we lost it? What's it's meaning?

I aint anti-war cuz I'ma soulja myself

trained on these streetz of Compton wit' two gatz in my belt

those without wealth workin nine to five strive for better lives

don't be surprised when gas is jacked, you jackin us at a high price

Who can be civilized in a world you can't afford?

holdin down two jobs but the punk a$$ government wants more

an increase in mental illness cuz this makes one psychotic

Tell me can you feel this? Got me in a state that's diabolic

my only grudge is with the judge who operates in injustice

police with they brutality, I show no luv plus they can't touch this

Must this always end fatal?

cops dump on children comin out they cradle

got us callin on Jesus with Tek nines tellin swines to lay low

take hold in what we want cuz we'll take it by force

I doubt you listen to citizens but this soulja wont be ignored.

Written 2005.

[afrocentric]

how long have you been in los angeles? what's it like now? i saw some spurs of excitment some months ago, the riot, hispanic marchs, racial fights. but how is it down there now? has it cooled down?

[CptdDcpt]

All my life. A 6 year old boy was shot in his head last week. A football player that go to high school was shot and killed last week. Muthafuccaz is still gettin smoked and the media don't tell it all. Blacks and Mexicans still beefin but the news wanna act like the $hit is new. It's still hot baby.