This was inspired by talks with friends,about the issue of domestic violence.
It was also inspired by the sad way innocent people(Citizens Nightclub)
get caught in cross-fire, when dunce, young "brothers",
decide touse guns to settleminor arguments and how "no-one ever sees anything"...

Choose the right battle...


Look…Don’t blame me!
I was just mindin’ my own business.
I mean…I think I saw “somethin’�,
But I wouldn’t make a real good witness.
Besides, snitchin’ ain’t on my agenda,
So don’t call me to the stand, Brother-Man.
I just can’t help ya.

I’m sayin’;
If it were my sister, then mister,
I’d expect someone to tell it all, like a Preacher.
So I could beat a Mother****er down,
Someone better tell me how to reach him!

But, uhhhmmm…You know how it is.
You know a rat’s life can get snatched by a vengeful cat.
I can’t stand all of this “Black on Black�…
We need to chill.
We’re too busy eye-ballin’ each other,
Fighting the wrong fight…still.

Man, I dunno…
We ought to stick together,
Weed-out the Great Pretenders,
Stop asking “them� to help us
And become our own “Public Defenders�…Nah mean?

I feel for you, Bru!
I know that if it were me…damn…
A mother****er better tell…yah get me?
But it ain’t, so…

Peace...[size=3][font="Times New Roman"]

Besides,snitchin ain't on my agenda
So don't call me to the stand,Brother-Man
I just can't help ya

I'm saying
If it were my sister then mister
I'd expect someone to tell it all,like a Preacher

(I find these lines interesting,because that's how it is-if it's not my love one then why should I get involve?,but I expect
you to get involve if it"s my sister. I too have been guilty of this way of thinking. Thank you for opening my eyes.)