16 Bar Verse. Due Tuesday.

Can't rap about justice...when it doesn't exist
Truth? men flushed it...nuggets covered wit shit
I seen innocent bleedin', bludgeoned wit sticks
Heard citizens pleadin, jakes cuffin' their wrists
Couldn't make it all out, but it wasn't the fifth
Here's somethin' descript...No Justice No Peace...
No destiny of equity, no love in those streets
No hustlin no eats...but watch those thugs n police (mostly)
They shady characters, like a corrupted Cochese...
In a judicial sense, i sense a prejudicial stench
A superficial scent...is it factually objective? (Nah)
It's actually selective, masterfully deceptive
Galleries of falacies...tactically projected..
..at our civil liberties, they did it visibly..
But we missed the gist, in class takin' a nap
Gettin' raped in the ass, by the Patriot Act...