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 lead to brittle broken bones So little kids roam the streets like wide-eyed prey Continuing the cycle of decay Everyday a vital image of a foolish imitation Is impressioned on a person a 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 the got liars Those who focus only on material desires And will do whatever necessary to acquire A hot spot on a 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 5 times by a wino On the way to sell crack for their auntie's pimp Now that's the back-story for that well rehearsed limp As long as it sells That's the story they'll continue to tell And these fools keep lying 'Cuz you fool 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 niggas wanna behave? Shucking and jiving Bug-eyed grinning With your ancestors spinning like gyroscopes in their graves Think about it