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[Fela Kuti:]
 King... We are kings of African music, we are kings. Because music...is the king of all professions

 No music

 Mislaid plan make a mess made
 Damnation, let's play hands and spades
 That's without, a boycott and a sit-out
 Afro-Black pick in with a fist out
 From the [bad word] home" to the kick out
 Reach into a rabbit, pull a trick out
 Preacher preaching to a [bad word] with his [bad word] out
 Hard times call for [?] time
 Sick, sick, sick eyes from the nose pressure
 Police snip, zip ties on the protesters
 Six wives in the fry of a molester
 Met him at a caviar bar out in Odessa
 Dirty needles breaking all the old records
 hundred hoes, one shovel and some old treasure
[?] use thief as a gold tester
 Finger rolls, finger waves, closet full of old leathers
 Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for some cold weather
 New sale, two L's and some old letters
 Now he doing double life, while she lead a double life
 Man, he need another wife
 New approach might help a [bad word] bowl better
 New hoes might help a [bad word] hold together
 Or will the new lane lead em' to the same pen
 And the hunger strike in em' to the same tin

[Hook:]
 Love is looking over various errors
 And hate is habitually accelerating terror
[?] I just wanna be collected when I call God [bad word] 
 I don't wanna be accepted; not as all as I am
 Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner, land

 Getting slammed from the protest, no food
 Force fed him like OB with a nose tube
 Visions say consult the yogi with the gold shoes
 With the Rollie going bowling for the old school
 I need more for the Michaels
 That's a loss for the class, and a score for the rifles
 Three hots and a cot, and some cops
 Trying to find dinosaurs in the Bible
 It's all quiet in the jail-house
 Then they ride in to find the empty cells out
 They was looking for the swords, they was looking for the swords
 I'm just looking at they feet, cause I'm looking for the lord
 Looking in the library, looking at the law
 10 years deep, now I'm looking at the bar
 Claim sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' with the morons
 They degenerate, they ain't looking at the game
 They just looking at the scores, they be putting on my books
 Cause I'm looking at the stars, trade a shank for some crank
 Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the yard
 AV got the kitchen snitches on PC
 Eminem on a mission, but CO's got the prison
 God got us all, God set us free
 God is the key, but the guards got the doors

[Hook]

 Punching on the glass, stare at some killer
 Might [bad word] him in the [bad word] 
 Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
 Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it
 Wicked, swung the shank around on a mop string
 They had to pull him out the cell with a SWAT Team
 That's a cop team, they sent hella cops, to stop, the helicoptering
 Man, he thought that he'd fly away, like a kite, take flight
 Like a letter on a string, like propellers on a wing
 But they can't find the key
 They made electric chairs for his dying days
 Last meals, no appeals for him to try and stay
 On Death Row like Suge and the late Pac
 Maybe he could dig a tunnel out of Block
 And wear gloves for the razor-wired gate top
 Scared thugs going crazy in a caged box
 Looking at the world through the TV
 And they gone, rapping over beats from the tabletops
 Ay! That's how it is in a police state
 When your life is just a number and release date
 When you're rehabilitated so correctly
 And let's hope that's how you're living when you're set free

[Hook]

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[Ayesha Jaco:]
[?] of the new Jim Crow are [?] clansmen, [?], and court papers
 Dreadlocks [?] to hang from his neck as new Jim Crow
 Corporations feed him seeds yet unborn
 He'll be captured by Mya[?], in [bad word] encrusted cage
 I see the light at the end of the tunnel, and answers that I leave in empty pages to be written.
 Where is your pen? The new Jim Crow

 (The new Jim Crow) [x2]

 They sell they souls
 They sell their selves
 They ain't twelve, they old
 Niggas old as [bad word] 
 Old as jail, old as cells
 Sold so much salt, ain't no more salt on the shelves
 You a prisoner too, you living here too
 You just like us, til' your shift get through
 You could look like us, you know [bad word] get through
 You should be in cuffs like us, you should get strike 2
 You should get like life, you should get like woo!
 You should get that twice! You should get refused
 The open road, that's no parole, and no control
 Over your own soul, so control, your own remote control, that your folks can hold

[Hook x2:]
 You better watch these niggas (un garde)
 If it was up to me, I would never unlock these niggas
 Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key,
 I'd throw away the key like the coast guard watching me
 (I'd throw away the keys) [x3]

 Better watch these niggas (un guarde)

 5th year with the DOC
 You can see what's CO see
 Robocop opt his COP
 3 hots and a C-O-T
 Lived in a small town, his whole life
 Never left like [?]
 Either working at the prison, or it's no lights
 In the system working with the pol-ice
 In the prison stripping niggas for rights
 Got a malice, on the other side of the bars
 Watching niggas get smart, watching niggas get strong
 Watching niggas get home, he jealous
 But deep down he jealous
 With each sweep down, he tell us
 With each peep down, he help us
 Wrong one gon' knock his [bad word] out though
 It's why he gotta lock all the niggas out for
 Warden told the boy he better calm down
 Step back from the brink and put the bomb down
 But how the whole world in your palm sound?
 It's why they treat niggas like [bad word] 
 Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on your knees cause these niggas might snap! [?]