[bad word] is the Power
written produced and performed 
by Emcee Lynx
The [bad word] was sung by Marie
and my Father played the guitar.

they tell my little brothers lies in these schools I despise
tryin' to condition our minds, so my people never rise
but there's [bad word] a time, and we'll reach for the skies
and that dream of a better world will be realized
I hear the cries of slain infants in my sleep when I dream
my people murdered by the millions makin' money for the kings
 [bad word]  I rehearse this plan in my hand
break the chains that seperate us, and stand like a Man
'cuz Uncle Sam's the only criminal that I ever need to fear
poor white and poor black, ya'll we all cry the same tears
so many years [bad word] scared, with our judgment impared
played off against each other, only a few have ever dared
to go down like John Brown, ya'll Sacco and Vanzetti
these are the heroes of my childhood, but our people ain't ready
for the revolution, it's the only solution, 
ya'll we've free our minds and clear the confusion
 [bad word] out of time, give me a sign if you feelin me
we got to stand strong bring the power and the unity
in [bad word] of [bad word]  it's where I find my strength
to rise another day, step back from the brink
I got to think positive, to fight the negative
beat back the brainwash, like most people never did
freein' our minds one more time, through the rythym and the rhym 
got to learn to stand together, they're existance is a crime
rewind in my mind to find the [bad word] that be shinin
like a light through the night, it breaks the chains that been bindin'
our hearts and our souls to keep us under control 
drop beats to wake ya up, break ya free from the flow 

 [bad word] is the power that will break our chains 
and we will STOP _ the forces of [bad word] 
healing is the power that flows through our veins
and we will rise on the flames of freedom....

they play patriot games with no fear and no shame
and when it goes wrong they'll find someone to blame
scapegoats if hope floats then fear does the same
and so many have so little but their chains and their pain
I rain words like blades to crack walls like eggs
meanest rappin machine you've ever seen on two legs
never touch the blunts, don't drink from the kegs
but when I flow it's my goal to spread ideas like plagues
like a [bad word] inverted - I heal with these words
upper class controls thoughts, and blunts minds with the herb
pigs oppressin', you can bet they'll get kicked to the curb
raise my fist and my flag, I take action like verbs
but the prison's keep fillin, the pigs keep killin'
and when we fight back we get painted as villains
television is your god, and it raises your children
big brothers in the box, he's the master of millions
many minds encased, many minds erased
and the few that fight back get teargassed and maced
beat down around town, we get shot at and chased
hunted down and locked up downtown upstate
I break my chains with the [bad word]  and rise on the flames
of freedom, I see 'em and I'm not playin games
drop bombs on oppressors from their own warplanes
when the [bad word] on the winds of change
I change bad for good like logs for trees
lookin for the answer that's blowing in the breeze
never [bad word] fake, and you can check my steez,
got to get out the city cuz it makes me weeze
I light fires in your mind and fires in the homes 
of the rich I sink ships, shake fools like bones
not scared of death, it frees my soul to roam 
and when I'm fighting for my people, I'm never alone

cuz freedom's what you make it, [bad word] unless you take it
stand up on the corner, got to grab it and shake it
because I live by the mic and it's impossible to fake it
memorize [bad word] and then I take it a