Open Letter to Young Warriors in Chicago [Sep. 2009]

Dear Young Warriors fighting the
Wrong wars! Killing
Each other is definitely played out
Being hurt from the lost of a
Love one was never cool

Dear Young Warriors fighting the wrong
War! I know that feeling, that
Frustration with life and needing to
Take it out on someone, any one but

We chose the dumbest things to
Go the hardest for i
Remember seeing deaths over 8
Ball jackets, Fila sneakers
And name plate chains deaths over "he say
She say"!
"I'm from this block or I'm from that block"
Or "my moms n pops is fcked up
Now the whole world gotta pay"!

I remember feeling like I was the
Hardest "ngga" breathing and I
Couldn't wait to prove it but
Let's think what are we
Really proving? And proving what to
Who? Everybody knows Chicago breeds
The strongest of the strong but
I just feel, me
Being ya brother from another state
Feels your pain as if
I grew up with you in ya very own household

You have the ability and mindpower to change
They way we are looked at
Look who's watching us young warriors, look
Who's throwing us in jail constantly
Look at the ignorance in the
World look at the
Racist dogs who love to see us down loving
To bury us in the ground or in jail where
We continue this worthless war on one another

Young warriors we are WASTING more
And more time we gotta
Get on our jobs and take over the world
Cuz this movie left the theaters
Years ago, Juice, Menace
Boyz n the Hood, Blood n Blood Out, belly!

When we see each other why do we see hatred?
Why were we born in a storm, born soldiers
WARRIORSand instead of building each other up
We are at war with
Each other may the soul of
This young person find peace
With the almighty i'm with you young
Warriors you're me and I'm
You but trust me! you are
Fighting the wrong war nas