Here's a lil verse I dropped in my homie's (L7 of A.T.M) blog:


Let's remix it, being black has too many prefixes:/
"He's a menace to society!" Weed pitchin'/
Please listen, and don't judge by the color of skin/
Because the world can be changed with the brush of a pen//
So don't rush to offend, 'cause I spit the scripts sanely/
Or get the rifle to your face, call me Mister Dick Cheney!/
And you've gone insane
if you're a supporter of John McCain/
We're gettin hung with chains,
the black versions of Sadam Hussein!//
They haven't found Osama, nope..
so it's probably best to give Obama votes/
We're gonna pray and we're gonna hope/
To get him into office/
But I'm battlin snipers on the roof tryna fit him in a coffin//
It's a Golden Casket, Me and L7 holdin rachets/
Political War-fare, while George Bush is moldin' masses/
To follow in his footsteps, we need to surpass the challenge/
So November 4th, please go and cast your ballots!//