"I'm from the Cape where storms breed/ and getting raped is a normal scene/ where people are found washing their sins away, like a dead body on the shore of the sea/ what you hear on the news and in stories, we see/ daily blood is spilt on our floors n our streets/ wherever we walk, there has been war beneath our feet/ from the doors of our homes, till on the corners we meet/ n on those same streets n corners, is where the coroners meet/ discussing n arguing about what caused all of this heat/ while all along the culprit to the guy on the floor of the corner is free/ And that's a reality I call the coroners fee/ cause every dog on the corner needs to eat/ so we break bread and give the coroner his piece/ n then share the rest of the meat with the police that hoard our streets/ cause that is how we insure our piece/ by making sure they are well fed to ensure our peace/ but despite all of these, I realise the heights of my greatness falls on me/ like the beauty of a seed covered by autumn leaves, amongst a forest of the tallest trees/ in me lies the potential to become just as enormous see/ that's why I dream blindly and allow it to form my means/ " - if Christ can rise from the dead, you can rise from the ghetto.

The Coroner's Fee

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Found this beat on the net and decided to lace a few verses to it. Plays on the harsh realities surrounding Hard Liquor.

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