Artist: Ghetto Gangster XX

Album: Dirty South Rap

Lyrics: [Verse 1]
They lock ‘em in cages, strip ‘em of breath,
System play God, dealin’ out death,
Cold steel bars, where the hope don’t shine,
Flawed ass trials, takin’ lives on a dime,
Innocent souls caught up in the trap,
Judges throw gavels, no way to clap back,
From the block to the cell, it’s a rigged-up game,
Death row’s a stain, yo, it’s all the same.

[Chorus]
No gavel, no grave, let the truth unfold,
Life ain’t a debt that the state gotta hold,
When the system’s crooked, who payin’ the toll?
Screamin’ for justice, let the people stay whole,
No gavel, no grave, we fightin’ this time!

[Verse 2]
They point at the block, say we born to lose,
Pin us for crimes, tie the knot like a noose,
Young kings caged, dreams left in the dirt,
Every name on the row, feel the pain, feel the hurt,
Evidence shaky, but the verdict’s still death,
Families out here holdin’ on to their breath,
Politicians play chess with the lives of the poor,
While the rich walk free, kickin’ down every door.

[Chorus]
No gavel, no grave, let the truth unfold,
Life ain’t a debt that the state gotta hold,
When the system’s crooked, who payin’ the toll?
Screamin’ for justice, let the people stay whole,
No gavel, no grave, we fightin’ this time!

[Verse 3]
Walk in the courtroom, feel the ice in the air,
Scales ain’t balanced, yo, the system don’t care,
One wrong call, and your life get erased,
No second chance when the reaper’s in place,
They talk “justice served,” but it’s blood on the blade,
Graveyards full, while the state gettin’ paid,
From the hood to the pen, we demandin’ a change,
Break the cycle now, let the truth rearrange.

[Bridge]
Every soul got a spark, let it burn, let it live,
Ain’t no price on a life that the state can’t give,
We march for the lost, for the names in the dark,
No more executions, yo, we carry the spark,
From the streets to the steps, hear the voices collide,
No gavel, no grave, keep the hope alive.

[Verse 4]
They label us felons, but we human, we bleed,
Every death they approve plant a poisonous seed,
Cops, DAs, movin’ fast with the lies,
While the preacher pray hard for the one who gon’ die,
This ain’t retribution, it’s a cycle of pain,
Killin’ don’t fix what the system done stained,
We rise for the fallen, let the truth hit the block,
No more state murders, yo, it’s time that it stop.

[Chorus]
No gavel, no grave, let the truth unfold,
Life ain’t a debt that the state gotta hold,
When the system’s crooked, who payin’ the toll?
Screamin’ for justice, let the people stay whole,
No gavel, no grave, we fightin’ this time!

[Chorus]
No gavel, no grave, let the truth unfold,
Life ain’t a debt that the state gotta hold,
When the system’s crooked, who payin’ the toll?
Screamin’ for justice, let the people stay whole,
No gavel, no grave, we fightin’ this time!

No gavel, no grave,
No gavel, no grave,
No gavel, no grave.

Genre: rap

Style Prompt: Drill 145bpm

Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett (randybaggett.miami@gmail.com)

No Gavel, No Grave