HARDCORE

Didn't you hear? You’re hardcore!

When you hit the streets they call u white cell

Because your soldiers' strength forms half of this blood war

You hesitate to be thrown into parenthood when you’re told your seeds have taken root

But you don't hesitate to click and shoot or spill enough blood to make a pagan soup!

Of course you’re hardcore!

You took the youth out of school gave them guns gave them food

Made them hard and made them rude,

But you may have forgotten to interlude that the contract you offer includes a coffin,

You sold mothers crack when they were bearing offspring

You aid the white man in suppressing your kin, giving them a substitute when it was just KFC or morning cornflakes

Infecting your community with addiction and making it your sprawling office.

If they fear you they don't near u so begun spawning conflict.

Oh you’re so hardcore!

You feed off the violence,

Find peace from the sirens

Your raw material are the eyelids that close when they're dying or the sad tone of the violins

From the death toll that was rising.

Death is your resource!

You tried and captured the feeble minds

Showed them a sad happiness the needle finds

And turned families upside down, your evil blinds!

Damn!! You’re hardcore!

You vow to never get high on your own supply but supply in high supplement to supple brains a supposedly subversive plan to support a high demand for this superficial superhuman feeling that supersedes any other.

Superlatives have run out for how hardcore you are.

You rate yourself on hardness by the months spent in cells,

Took the cages built for the "dogs" made them your long term hotels.

Keep God at bay, apparently you’re allergic

Ironically the first name on your lips at your blurred sight of the paramedic

Yet you beat your chest gorilla style calling yourself hardcore,

You’re not… You’re Pathetic!!