When You Were Born The World Was

People Die And People Cry People Want Me Dead.

I Heard A Rumor I Died, Murdered In Cold Blood Dramatized, Pictures Of Me In My Final State, You Know Mama Cried, But That Was Fiction, Some Coward Got The Story Twisted, Like I No Longer Existed, Mysteriously Missin', I'm Known Worldwide Baby, I Ain't Hard To Find.

I Just Spent 11 And A Half Months In A Maximum-security Jail, Got Shot Five Times, And Was Wrongly Convicted Of A Crime I Didn't Commit.

Misplaced Hate Makes Disgrace The Races.

If That's What The Court Can Do, Then Punish Me More Then I've Been Punished Already.