Violence - Thavius Beck

They say the state of your environment

Coupled with defiance of societal requirements

Is what creates violence

That and repetition of pimpin', shootin' and lootin' in media transmission

In addition to the negligence of parents due to lots of broken homes

Bitterness and broken dreams leads to brittle broken bones

So little kids roam the streets like wild-eyed prey

Continue in the cycle of decay

Every day a vital image of a foolish imitation

Is impressioned on a person and becomes an aspiration

They wanna acquire the chain the fool had on the flyer

They want guns, girls, rings, cars, rims, tires

They want heroes but they got liars

Those who focus only on material desires

And will do whatever necessary to acquire

A hot spot on the skewer, roasting in eternal fire

So are these young ones the collective sums of the slums they inhabit?

Inhibited by violence that borders on pornographic?

Or is it that the truth has been slightly fabricated?

Borrowed by every rapper, twisted and exaggerated

Now it’s incorporated in their bio

Shot five times by a wino

On the way to sell crack for their auntie’s pimp

Now that’s the backstory for that well rehearsed limp

As long as it sells

That’s the story they’ll continue to tell

And these fools keep lying

'Cause you fools keep buying

What’s defined as a dream for a young black teen

Big stacks of green, sacks by the triple beam

Just generations away from being slaves

Yet this is how you jigaboo niggers want to behave?

Shuckin and jivin'

Bug eyed grinning with your ancestors spinning like gyroscopes in their graves

Think about it