Redemption I've waited decades for my turn, now without concern I'm a spit this fire, sit back and watch the world burn man this is for every cop, that's ever called me a spic as I was pistol whipped, and beat with night sticks and this is for every public pretender, that conned me into taking a deal made me think I was hitting the streets, but wound up behind bricks and steel and this is for every judge, that sent me up state where I grew bitter and cold, filled with anger and hate man I've been misunderstood, from the second I came out the pussy no I ain't no killa, but don't fucken push me I've been plotting this, since my days in solitary confinement where I prayed to God, to show me the light through the darkness well to your dismay, my prayers have been answered and since that day, my words have been spreading like cancer no you can't stop it, cause truth always prevails man every letter of this verse, is like a bomb being mailed to everyone that's wrote me off, and said I was worthless a born loser, that served no purpose and to every C.O. that told me to lift up my nut-sack spread open my ass-crack, and said I'd be back man fuck that, I'm over turning every sentence coming with a vengeance, and claiming my redemption (Break) Man I was born guilty, in the eyes of my oppressors kept under surveillance, and under constant pressure They've been feeding me lies, ever since I was an adolescent well now watch me flip the script and teach these fucks a lesson sure I've lied to survive, but I've never lied to myself I know I'm going to heaven, cause I already been through hell lock down in a cell, a corporate slave but now I'm rising, like Christ from the grave and I ain't talking on some Bad Boy shit, or Roca-Fella I'm talking Filiberto Rios, and Nelson Mandela Malcolm-X, Karl Marx and Medgar Evers I'm wielding my machete, till the dragons 7 heads are severed I ain't just talking about, we need a change, man I'm breaking the shackles, handcuffs and chains they tried to break me, but they just made me stronger they thought they silenced me, they couldn't have been wronger I'm bringing the noise like Public Enemy, speaking the truth like Technique seeking vengeance for my people like an Arawak Chief talk is cheap, so I'm backing my words with action draw first blood, and we'll see what happens don't forgot the golden rule, what goes around comes around and keep in mind, that you can't keep a real nigga down..... (Break) Like Q-Unique, vengeance will be mine that's why I be coming at ya's like the judge, just gave me an asshole full of time I got homicide on my mind, revenge pumping through my veins for every inmate locked in the hole, literally going insane man I feel their pains, tears falling like acid rain I know most of ya'll don't give a fuck, except for capital gain so I spit with a ferociousness, that will rattle your brains make you see today’s prisoners, are just like yesterdays slaves captured enchained, locked in a cage forced to work like third world children, that are under age housed in conditions, the ASPCA would find inhumane surrounded by TB, HIV and AIDS 365 days, could turn into a death sentence but they keep on warehousing, inmates by the millions I served13 years, and it made me worse not better cause their plan from day one, was to make me a repeat offender but like Filiberto Ríos, I refused to surrender man they ain't never seen me, as anything more than a commodity but now they're looking at me, like I'm their worst fuckin enemy I'm armed with verses of truth, that reek of revolution I got these fucks trying to raise, Willie Lynch from the grave to try to regain control, of this runaway slave..... (Break)

Resistance Fuck the system, I'm down for resistance fuck talking revolution, yo handle ya business I'm armed with the truth, and I'm taking position high powered ammunition, I'm even hittin innocent victims cause cops is murdering now, just for suspicion 21 shots, 29 more to scare off witnesses bitches grab ya crucifixes, I'm spittin Holy Scriptures slittin my wrists wit scissors, and painting bloody pictures coming from the trenches, straight from the front lines where streets is booby trapped, with trip wires and land mines Percentage rates is high, for your ass to serve time man I'll go out like a trooper, before I go down for the third time who blasts nines? I'm building up a regiment fuck being legitimate, and mutha fuck a president I'm spittin pestilence, every word is relevant Standing here defiant, till I go out just like Malcolm did (Hook) If they ain't out to murder us, dogg they're out to lock us down don't care where ya from, Big city, small town they'll put you underground, in an early grave or ship ya ass up state, bound in chains like a slave If they ain't out to murder us, they're out to lock us down don't care where ya from, Big city, small town they'll lock you in a cage, for your whole fucking existence I'm slippin the clips in, this here's resistance I stand for the condemned, those who struggles see no end for the less fortunate, who see death as an option for the forgotten, locked in solitary confinement for those struggling, in hostile environments raised up in tenements, that be looking more like prisons racial division, is clear and in my vision but they got ya'll dumbed up, with your eyes glued to your televisions this world we live in, is cold and unforgiving then we wonder why our children, be attacking they own school buildings multiple killings, just means profits in millions this whole Judicial system, milks tax payers for billions even false convictions, fattens up their pensions man it's the politicians that deserve lethal ejections I pray God takes His vengeance, or I'll just take mines create rhymes that rape minds, to take up and bare 9's an make front page headlines, just like mutha fucken hate crimes (Hook) I'm tired it's evident, from two decades of decadence lack of dead presidents, and a decent place of residence I tried to stay legitimate, tired of imprisonment but I'm an ex-convict, and you all know the statistics lets kick the logistics, you know the percentages one in every four, are serving mandatory sentences pact up prisons means higher profit percentages man they don't give a fuck, they'll even lock down their own relatives what Rockefeller did, is still affecting us no one is protecting us, so I'm seeking an exodus effected by their prejudice, born a criminal wanted dead or alive since I was cut from the umbilical it's all political, just look at the evidence revolution is our hope, sorry not no Black president they're trying to keep us ignorant, trying to keep us silent I speak truth, but they say that I'm promoting violence (Hook)

Face the music I rap bars, for those trapped behind bars while cats rap crap, trying to become rap stars they won't get that far, chasing fast cash and fast cars I create lyrical litigations that will get that ass off justice ain't blind, dogg, she's just lost making ya chance's of acquittal, slimmer than Kate Moss in courts the more you pay, the better chance is you walk that or play Sammy the Bull, and you'll walk if you talk if you broke you lost, you can kiss that ass goodbye I don't care if your innocent, with an airtight alibi swear to tell the truth, but that ass better lie especially in Texas where chances are, you gonna die pressure is being applied, so please don't interrupt allow this like judges allow prosecutorial misconduct that's when you literally get fucked, without a condom and justice has a miscarriage like a crack head in Harlem (Chorus) The system's corrupt shut up, this can't be disputed the rich get acquitted while the poor get prosecuted the truth can't be diluted, what I spit can't be refuted sure you can mute it, but you still gotta face the music The justice system's corrupt shut up, this can't be disputed the rich get acquitted while the poor get executed the truth can't be diluted, what I spit can't be refuted sure you can mute it, but you still have to face the music Forget a plea bargain, that's like grabbing the third rail or like playing monopoly, you go directly to jail no passing Go, or collecting two hundred dollar's don't take a scholar to figure out you a chihuahua fighting wit Rottweiler's I'm breaking the iron collar, fuck a gag order I'll quarter the DA's daughter, while reporters catch it on cam-corder's yea I am out of order, like my cousin Vinny fighting a capital murder case in Tupelo Mississippi where chances are iffy, they never 50-50 the odds are against you like gambling in Atlantic City trials are always risky, but you can beat the odds with a high priced lawyer like the Teflon Don but you'll be singing a different song, with a public defender you'll be going for a ride, but not at great adventure it's all about the legal tenders, not evidence or proof means without Johnny Cash, you'll sing the Folsom prison blues (Chorus) Due process, now here's an interesting topic a real crock of shit as I like to call it it's the law of the land according to the Magna Cartar legal judgment of peers unless you from the projects for starters you have the right, to a fair and public trial conducted competently, but we ain't seen that in a while you got the right to be present at your trial, and to an impartial jury that's like being at your funeral, when you about to be buried yea it's scary but you have the right, to have it all make sense and you have the right to be heard, in your own defense not that it makes a difference, like a life or death sentence either way the Eighth Amendment, proves to be nothing but bullshit it all revolves around profits, governments hands in your pockets making sure your wages are garnished, even if they made honest going through hardships, dead broke or homeless the 5th and 14th Amendments, ain't nothing but garbage (Chorus)

Conspiracy They're locken us up, with blinding speed man these crazy fucks is even giving niggas life for weed hell they'll even give you time, for a pipe or seeds motivated by greed, they'll put ya nuts in a vice and squeeze nigga please, I got two strikes and they're pitching for three you don't see no pin stripes, man I don't play for the fucking Yankees they just wanna lock me up, though it costs more then sending me ta Harvard cause they'll put me to work for pennies, and reap all the profits they see me as inferior, that makes me a target how can you not understand, how I'd blow a mans brains all over the carpet dead or alive, since my birth I've been wanted either way to these fucks, I'm a rise in the stock market so I walk heavily guarded, night and day because they're hunting me down, just like a run away slave standing right here today, I got one foot in the grave I guess it's the pussy, that be making me brave (Hook) 2x's They just wanna lock us up, and throw away the key in the 1st 2nd, and 3rd degree mandatory minimums, where's the liberty? truth and justice for all?, it's a conspiracy I wasn't born with a silver spoon, or mutha fucken fork I got plastic state issues, compliments of New York khaki's or greens, housed with killers and fiends I've lived a nightmare, fuck the American dream white picket fences on coldesacs, are too far to be seen stripped of the rights I never had, so the left holds the heat I still hear sirens in my sleep, shots ringing out louder then church bells I still hear screams of agony, echoing through my jail cell in a man made hell, right here on earth can't you see we're all born prisoners, from the day of our birth and no one's immune to the curse, death by deadly sin but these pussy clots are still quick, to come and kill by syringe it's a no win with no end, don't wait till you fall victim they're even lockin cats up, indefinitely just for suspicion hold ya arm steady mutha fucka, make sure you don't miss um don't worry you ain't killing a man, you just killing a piece of the system (Hook) I dream of bloody revolution, my brain stays under siege I grab the mic and I squeeze, cutting um down at the knees WAKE UP, ya'll in a deep sleep, thinking ya'll free blood stained streets, is the only way we'll ever see liberty turn off your TVs for 60 seconds, watch reality sit silently-and let the fog lift and fade you'll clearly see, that we're all born fucking slaves misbehave, get yo ass locked in cage rampage, they'll pump the poison all up in your veins tax payed, drop you in a nameless grave fuck your age, no ones to young to die by the state I've witnessed twelve in the box, seal an adolescence fate child like brown face, "X" is making his closing statements giving these fucks the opportunity, to make funeral arrangements I'm in deliberations in the sentencing phase won't stop till "George Jackson Avenged", Blazes the front page (Hook)

“999330" (Dedicated to Anthony Haynes) Imagine being-18, head full of dreams yea everything seems, to being going according to plan graduated high school at the head of your class with a full college scholarship, thinking you made it at last a regular at Sunday mass, till you started following the masses living life fast, like you had easy-access living just like, every other bastard haphazard, walking around half plastered praying to God, not knowing Satan’s really your master walking half a step away from total disaster then in a flash, your life skips to it’s final chapter You can almost hear, Lucifer's laughter echoing from the here after, cause now you're captured waiting to be murdered in cold blood by your captors your life up until this point, doesn’t really matter they're prepared to hook you up to a chemical reactor (Chorus) Sitting on the row, it’s almost time to go now you know the whole entire world is cold you’re born alone, to die all alone now you’re nothing but a number, 999330 it’s time the whole world knows that justice doesn’t exist and we’re all doomed, if you don’t stand up to resist Jesus knows no one deserves to die like this This is not Gods will, this is politics It all unfolded like a bad dream, a scene in a movie five minutes of your life, changed your whole destiny fell into the hands, of man kinds worst enemy now you're feeling trapped, between reality and fantasy one minute you’re driving around with your friends happily acting like them cats you saw in menace to society next second you’re confronted, by a man acting rabidly and you were trained to react, having spent time in the military you feel your life's threatened, no time to think rationally and if you don’t blast first in your hood, you'll die in the street you seen him reaching for heat, your heart seized to beat in a blink of an eye, his blood covered the concrete you ain't even know, if you were awake or a sleep till that cell door slammed shut, and you were forced to see you been found guilty of murder in the first degree sentenced to die, and no one sees the crime against humanity (Chorus) A jury sealed your fate, man you can see the hate in their face you couldn’t help but to think, how they despise your race now your locked in a cage, 23 hours a day and your only hope, is that someone takes a look at your case but it’s like you’re voiceless, stuck between time and space and they’re out for revenge, because you made one mistake it seems like Jesus’ death was in vane you feel pain, the guilt strangles your brain as your dehumanized, you no longer have a name you start to see how the government has society trained it’s all a game, everyone stands to be blamed forgiveness shot down in flames, all for political gain man we need change, before it’s to late in the game see this scenario is real, and the number has a name Anthony Haynes, we won’t let him die in vane Father Forgive them, in Jesus' name (Chorus)

I Want Justice Like this- Who the fuck said, that "X" couldn't make it man I got friendly crash spots Brick City to Vegas Croatia, Italy all the way to Australia man I build with comrades Central America to Asia the struggle is world wide, it doesn't run and hide and everywhere I go, I be fighting on the front lines fuck waving a tech nine, that will get you time don't put your life on the line for fucking nickels and dimes man I will blow your minds with high caliber rhymes yea every line of this rhyme's, considered a felony crime but all them bureaucratic fucks, can kiss my behind like Moses was sent to free the Hebrew slaves I came for all the prisoners condemned to die by the state so C. O's. get ya fucking asses up and crack them gates no I ain't come filled with hate, I came filled with debate spitting evidence, on an iron clad case (Chorus) I want justice, for George Jackson, and Anthony Haynes I want justice, for Tony Ford, and Luis Perez I want justice, for Randy Arroyo and all kids locked in a cage for Mikey Powell and all victims in Birmingham I want justice, for every brotha and sister on the row I want justice, for every broke mutha fucka I know I want justice, mutha fuckas, and I want it now I want justice, I don't give a fuck how Man I ain't trying to win no Grammy, fuck MTV I rock for all the prisoners on and off the streets I speak for every brotha, I seen hang dead from a sheet for every victim in London, murdered by the police man it's time to slay that beast, no surrender or retreat I'm locked and loaded, holding court in the streets releasing this weapon of mass destruction, by Unabeatz suicide bomber, get ya up out ya seats man I'll be the prosecutor, the judge and the jury I'll sentence fools to die, by lyrics of fury while I Impeach the president for dereliction of duty what I spit causes rioting, fires and looting yo cops is shooting, innocent men from New York City to the streets of Birmingham they waiting to invade Iran, it's all part of their plan incarcerated states of America, invading foreign lands (Chorus) Brooklyn Born, Brick City resident man I work hard for mines yo, just like an immigrant I do what I gots to, to eat and to pay the rent man these rappers is spent, and I'm tired of their posing they're being terminated, all accounts is frozen I'm spitting this for the rap fanatics, that been dope sick and jonesing and it's so high potent, it's to be taken in small dose's 16 bar's, will leave you comatosed I spit so much truth, I'll make justice choke brothers on death row, are being lynched with no rope condemned with no hope, who are the victims here? how many innocent have been murdered throughout the years Huntsville Texas, Dominique Greene brothas I hear your screams, louder than sirens as I take stages like a snipper, on roof tops firing making noise for the silenced, calling for a seize in the violence (Chorus)

Walk The Walk I don't just talk the talk, I've walked the walk from Trenton down to Austin, and across the South Bronx I don't care if a mic's on, I start to drop bombs I've even dropped hot shit on the governor's lawn I've weathered the storm, hot cold and warm cop's let me roll on, like I had weapons drawn I'd be up before dawn, and I'd walked till dusk non-stop like I was puffing on that angel dust speeding cars and trucks, people thought I was nuts and that I did it for fame, or to earn a fast buck stupid fucks, they'd rather place their trust in a system that the whole world knows is corrupt see I had it tough, when I was growing up they kept locking me up, but I said enoughs enough I had it with the talks, man I had to make shit happen and I know a thousand words, ain't worth one action (Hook) I don't just talk the talk I walk the walk leave cracks on the asphalt like San Andreas fault Trenton to Texas across the South Bronx there's no time to halt, I'm armed for Revolt I don't just talk the talk I walk the walk leave cracks on the asphalt like San Andreas fault Trenton to Texas across the South Bronx there's no time to halt, It's time to Revolt I walked like troops through foreign lands armed with nothing but the truth, I took a stand man like the blood stains in the sands of Afghanistan I had to understand it was all part of God's Plan the story hit the news stands, it said stop the killing as I took my first steps from the state house building I walked for the children, and for the condemned and believe me or not yea, I walked for the victims I don't trust politicians, or the constitution I only see one solution, that's a bloody revolution because cops be shooting, with no retribution while innocent men be facing execution this is a war I'm not losing, it's to the bloody end man I'll fight like Machiavelli, just me and my girl friend yea my feet are still hurtin, but I'm still putting work in cause tomorrow's not promised, and death is certain (Hook) I walked through the Blue Ridge mountains, breath taking views across Third Ave, passed Jackson Avenue went through 2 pair of shoes, I paid my fucking due's as temperatures hit about a hundred and two I made channel 4 news, and did interviews man the revolution has been long overdue I ain't singing the blues, this is a rap attack man I'm loaded like a Mac, so you best watch ya backs I took the narrow path, you can do the math there ain't no turning back so you will feel the wrath like the price of gas, I'm rising up if you can't see me you ain't opening your eyes enough In God We Trust, as we fight for what's right I advise you duck, and stay out of my sights my aims precise, now by rank and file fuck everyone of y'all that blew off walking the first mile (Hook) Capital-"X" 305375 for Unstoppable Productions LLC 10-2008 I.G.W.T. Records: Written and performed by Capital-"X" Music produced by Frank-Ness @ SilverPlate. Oslo, Norway Inspired by Walk 4 Life ©2008 IGWT305375

Spic in Black I wrote this for everyone that be wondering, why I'm always dressed in black why you never see me wearing bright colors on my back and why does my appearance, always have a somber tone well there's good fucken reasons, for what I have on See I wear black to rep the poor, the oppressed and the beaten down those living in the hopeless, hungry, poverty stricken parts of town and I wear black for all the prisoners, that have long paid for their crimes but are still locked in cages, cause they're victims of these times and I wear black to morn for all those, that I've loved and lost and for every inmate that's been crucified, since Christ on the cross and I wear black for the forgotten, those left wondering the streets with no place to rest their heads at, and no food to eat an I wear black for every innocent child, that's been abandoned and abused for everyone that's ever suffered, Whites Blacks Latinos and Jews I wear black for every son and daughter, whose blood has been spilled for everyone of my ancestors, Christopher Columbus killed and I wear black for those who've never read, or listened to the words that Jesus said for those that know the truth, but choose to live a lie instead thinking they're alright, with their dope whips (cars) and they chips stacked (money) well I wear black to remind us all, of the ones that been held back (Hook) I wear black for the sick, the lonely and old and for the reckless ones, whose bad trips have left them cold and I wear black for all the wasted lives, that could have been understand that every few minutes, we lose hundreds of men I wear black for the hundreds of thousands, who have died believing that the Lord, was on their side and I wear black for the millions, who have died believing that we all, were on they side man I wear black for all my peoples, locked down on cell blocks and cause I'm still mourning, Biggie, L, Pac, and Scott-La-Rock and I wear black for all my peoples, dying in meaningless wars and I wear it for my son, whom I never saw there are some things in this world, that need changing this I know cause things are all fucked up, no matter where you go well till I see the world start to move, to make some things right you'll never see this mutha fucka, wearing a suit of white yea I'd love to wear a rainbow of colors, every single day get on the mic and tell the whole world, everything is O.K. but it's not so I'll try to carry off, a little darkness on my back till things start looking brighter, I'll be known as the spic in black (Hook 2x's) Yea I'm the spic in black, I represent the struggle the have nots, the haven't gots, and all those that were born ta hustle I represent everyone, locked up in a cell yea I'm the advocate for anybody, living this hell

On The Run They'll never take me alive, I'm on the run for life I've uncovered the truth, and it came with a price this ain't Miami Vice, this is life or death they want my mutha fucking blood, to pay off my debt and they're out to collect, beat me to death with night sticks as I fiend for freedom, like a junkie that's dope sick and they roll mad thick, and heavily armed making you all think your safe, but you've all been conned they will murder your pops, and imprison your moms man even Pac was a prisoner before he was born 3 million strong, San Quentin to Sing Sing man they're merciless like Ming, at war with Bloods and Kings there's no turning back now, it's all or nothing I'd rather die for the cause, then to live and do nothing I'm at war with corruption, fighting with words and percussions reading the book of Psalms as I pray for their fucking destruction (Chorus) I'm on the fucking run, don't be slowing me down just give me a pound, when I roll through your town raise ya fists up, White Yellow Red Black or Brown I'm snatching the crown, murdering with the sound I'm on the fucking run, trying to bring you the truth the government wants me dead, because I'm living proof arm yourselves with the truth and don't be scared to shoot because they murdered Jesus, and they will murder you too Some people fear Revelation, I pray it all comes in the name of the Father and Son, Thy will be done I'm tired of seeing freedom being sacrificed, for fun revolutions now a gimmick, I see no action brothers and sisters are captives, buried alive in stone raped like a virgin, to call home on the phone their children left all alone, to face the unknown lost in this world of madness, they will make a prison your home family reunions, being held in the yard where so many have died, at the hands of the guards in cold blooded murder, and not one has been charged man everyday of my life, feels like I'm still behind bars cops are now the guards, stalking their prey and they will make you a slave, for what you think or say leave you to die a slow death, locked in a fucking cage put you in a box, and mail your moms your fucking remains (Chorus) We're in the last days, the final seconds for your own protection, unconceal your weapons this here is Armageddon, the Truth Vs. the liar the earth will burn like the sun, as it's covered with fire these are my deepest desires, trapped behind barbed wire I see nothing to lose, so I choose to open fire like the DC sniper, Ferguson on a train insane like NoN Phixion, with the House of Pain I'm breaking the chains, they've wrapped around my brain breaking all the rules, because this isn't a game I hold my mic like a shank, and pray to my Saviour take the stage and wild the mutha fuck out like Larry Davis don't do me no favors, and don't ask me for shit the trust issues I have, will land you in a deep ditch buried left to a trick, right next to a snitch to the right of Lady Justice, that racist bitch (Chorus)

From the Frontlines Capital-"X" is coming from the Frontlines, the bloody trenches the muddy killing fields, of Huntsville Texas where I stood amongst hundreds of unmarked graves of murdered brothas and sistas sacrificed by politicians, trying to maintain their positions man there's over 2 million, men, women and children locked up in prisons, in foul up conditions man you seen Abu Ghraib, well Polunsky unit's no different I spit evidence, that's relevant to what's really going on man I'll make you see why children go to schools heavily armed when I'm finished just don't be ignorant and think this was only a song man I spit Holy Scriptures like the 59th Psalm Forget remaining silent, I be speaking in tongues and my words will keep speaking, even if I'm hung like Saddam I'm the Voice of the Voiceless, strapped with lyrical bombs I spit and leave casualties dying on the Governor's lawn I'm Capital-"X" mutha fucka's, the Revolution is on (Chorus) Coming From the Front Lines, the Bloody Trenches the muddy killing fields, of the war for justice the front lines, where some never go home reach for your phone cops will rock 10 shots to ya dome from the front lines, the blood stained streets where we're preyed on by police, looking to feed the beast coming from the front lines, where I'll spend my last day leave in hail of gun fire or locked in a cage I speak for every prisoner buried in an unmarked grave for every prisoner waiting to be murdered by the state and for every prisoner, that's being worked like a slave for every one of my brothas and sisters working for minimum wage for every child, locked up in a cage man I will fight till the grave, and pump my mic like a twelve gauge while cowards let their own blood die in cage fuck that I'll go out like Johnathon Jackson back in days man since 9-11, I've seen the new wave Mass incarceration, prison privatization hell our own president held stocks in private prison corporations then we wonder why, terrorists wage war on our nation heavy police occupation, got us all under surveillance masses blind to the facts, sedated on medications man we need organizations, with affirmative action before they attack us, get up and attack them (Chorus) No justice, no it's not just us London, England shits just as fucked up it's just as corrupt, bullets are quick to erupt our loved ones dying in the hands, of those we thought we could trust over 1000 lives lost, modern day holocaust police brutality, use of excessive force the line has been crossed, now there's no turning back man they'll probably shoot me in the back, saying this track's a terrorist act man I come strapped with the facts, ready for combat just like a brainwashed ghetto child sent to kill in Iraq We're all under attack, and they're shooting to kill operation Kratos, got me ready to kill I'm opening fire, making the blood spill from Parliament all the way to capitol hill Injustice, got us up against the wall Injustice, has got me ready for war (Chorus)

Life (Chorus)2x's I'm serving life in this game now, there's no turning back I feel like, Luis Felipe trapped in Super Max I'm serving life in this game now, without parole got nothing to lose like I'm stranded on death row Yo, judges be handing out sentences, like we're all degenerates it's life with no parole whether your, guilty or innocent locked in segregation, 7 days a week trapped behind these bars I speak, like a murdering thief, charged with, murdering mics, and killing MCs indicted on multiple felonies, stuck in the beast they got me shackled and handcuffed, with no pending release as words I speak, touch more kids then a Catholic Priest I'm knockin niggas off they feet, just like a Southpaw beat 360 degrees, I'm whole and complete I'll snatch ya breath like a banga, stuck in your oblique I stand alone, but mutha fuckas better come deep cause I don't sleep, I stay preparing for the fucking revolt at all costs, I'm taken hostages fuck peace talks I’m locked down in New York, with its blood stained sidewalks where innocent victims die, from excessive force (Chorus)2x's yea I feel like, King Blood, trapped up in the beast with so much time ahead of me, can't even dream of the streets I'm catching flash backs of this kid I seen hang dead from a sheet as I sharpen my skills, like shanks on the concrete I stay prepared for beef, in this world where life comes cheap seen dude catch two to the cheek, for the Tims off his feet so I stay close to the heat, cause this world is so cold it gets hard to breath, cause I'm kept in a choke hold life with no parole, sentenced to die day by day locked down in this game, till I'm dropped in a grave so I flow, for all my peoples locked up in a cage for those that died in the struggle, back in the days and all those born to hustle, cause we gotta get paid man you know how they want us, controlled like dope and cocaine we're nothing but pawns, in they political games till we load up and take aim, ain't shit gonna change..... (Chorus)2x's I'm, scribing my thoughts, like a letter to my fam before I'm do in court the only shorts, I'm taking is inhalation of nicotine excelling dreams side another bus ride across the country side where they'll lock me in the game where I'm stuck inside, fuck I'll ride against the system gangsters killers and thiefs, that want beef plot they position to eat, innocent victims get repeatedly beat in the head and turn into the walking dead trying to dodge the stalking feds, all they really want is bread a place to lay they head at least, belly of the beast struggling to find peace, to each is own dog don't reach for my bone far from home, I call up my fam on the phone and reminisce about the old times and crimes that we plotted a young mans logic filled with garbage can be so microscopic so now, I use my optics watching the cops while the fiends cop shit, to feed me where I'm locked in (Chorus)2x's

Criminals of War You can't deny the evidence, I'm about to reveal I call for life with no parole, with no plea bargains or deals this cold blooded murderer, lies, cheats and steals like King Blood in Super max, they should deny all appeals serving under Reagan he helped encourage, the Iraq-Iran war resulting in the deaths millions, wounding thousands more allowing US oil and arms dealers, to profit greatly encouraged US sponsored Dictators, In Latin America in the 80's guilty of exterminating thousands, with US-trained death squads conducted pre-emptive war, killing thousands in Panama to bring down Noriega, CIA henchman and drug lord disguised as fighting for our freedom, in the name of God totally disregarding, international laws ignoring and defying International courts former super spy, for the CIA George HW Bush former president U.S. of A (Chorus) Criminals of War, (Where's the Justice?) Criminals of War, (bring them to justice) Criminals of War, (There's no justice) Criminals of War, (I Want justice) Let's follow the blood trail, straight to the blood bath this political tale, was funded by blood cash dealing human plasma, killing thousands in Canada thousands infected, with blood that was contaminated taken from prisoners in Lincoln County Arkansas run by then governor, drugs and arms smuggler supporter of the contra, bombings in Yugoslavia ties to the mafia, cover ups first degree murders The Mena Airport, to the White Water scandals, bombed Iraq, conducted punitive sanctions caused civilian deaths in the hundreds of thousands presided over Waco and the Oklahoma City bombing hands covered in blood, surrounded by violence sudden death syndrome, war crimes thinly disguised don't act surprised as I tell you this account Bill Clinton's death toll, 10 folds Ice T's body count This cold hearted killer, should be locked up in chains but he'll have you thinking different with a huge PR campaign like MKULTRA he'll twist up your brain seeing his influence has encouraged US foreign policies to change caused millions of death, by the stroke of his pen propagandist consultant working for communist governments token American with an empire in Australia the Godfather of the mainstream news Mafia in America head of the forth branch of the government, imperialist war monger far-right agenda, hording billions of dollars a real snake charmer, saturating the world with his views sort of like Hitler getting the western world hating the Jews one in every five American homes are staying tuned supporter of the Iraq invasion, we're not talking cartoons if you can't see the truth, then he's gotten to you Rupert Murdoch, The mutha fucka that owns the news OK last but not least, this is the son of the beast who preached peace as he unleashed missile attacks on the East conducted two pre-emptive wars, leaving thousands deceased declared war on so called terror, with no retreat created legislation for protection from violating Article three twice elected black box methods, for no proof of defeat rejected the Geneva Convention, claiming to make us all safer yet considers the US Constitution, A God damned piece of paper a dictator that was spoon fed, everything he should say condoned degrading treatment of prisoners at Guantanamo Bay torture at Abu Ghraib and prisoners in Afghanistan over one million Iraqi's lie dead in the sand eavesdropped on citizens, murdered his fellow Texans wasn't the master mind but was in on planning 9-11 skull and bones member, the terror is far from done George W Bush the former president, Lucifer's son

Fight the Apathy Mass incarceration, has us losing generations economical enslavement, has us face down on the pavement they lock us up in cages, sentences that are outrages friends and family evade us, like this fucking shits contagious people fail to see, their motivation comes in payments man we die locked up in cages, while they vacay in the Caymans a half ass education, preps us for these situations man they'll kill you intravenous, if you show them where a vein is they'll make you famous, framed with charges that are heinous represented by a fucking court appointed ignoramus exoneration's happen daily with no explanations take a decade and a half, because they bury information human rights violations, with no ramifications even the united nations ignore the condemnation I been losing my patients, to street corner medications man half of them won't make it, like the Africans on slave ships (Chorus) y'all gotta see the tragedy, we headed for catastrophe y'all think you're living happily but need to fight the Apathy they break apart our families, I'm tired of the blasphemy I'm taking on the enemy, We gotta fight the Apathy y'all gotta see the tragedy, we headed for catastrophe I'm tired of the blasphemy, We gotta fight the Apathy I'm taking on the enemy, attacking with this rhapsody this is how it has to be, now stand and fight the Apathy I'm tired of politicians, with their slick talk propositions they'll lie straight to your face, while they claiming to be Christians playing tricks like they're magicians, they'll fool anyone who listens those that stand in opposition, be facing life in prison I face death for what I'm spittin, as I call for armed Resistance cause they won't seize the killing, till we all seize existing we're in need of assistance, fuck signing a petition we need urban guerrillas, with high powered ammunition I'm on mission, holding heat in benediction now I know how Jesus felt, when He faced His Crucifixion prosecutor's derelictions got my trigger finger itching as the Texas Coalition, fights these wrongful death convictions I stay optimistic though my peers are pessimistic born and raised up in a system, that counts kids as statistics it's just ridiculous cause violence just breeds violence but till they seize firing, I'll fight them with these violins (Chorus) If you thought that I was playing, you ain't heard what I been saying we been talking revolution, since the King assassination it's time to end the talking all the singing and the praying express your indignation , now that's real entertainment stand against discrimination, higher prison populations stand for better education and for rehabilitation if you're scared to say shit, that's no different than enslavement I don't say this just to say this or to become rich and famous we're in desperate need of changes, so many things need changing we got brothers killing brothers just like they're total strangers law enforcement occupations real heavy for containment and they're quick to find that ass guilty, by association they got free masons, separating all the nations fulfilling prophesies in the book or Revelations they love to hate me, as they seeking my damnation cause I fight the Apathy, with every oral presentation (Chorus)

Stop Snitching I'm rattling cages of, murder cases I'm, blowing up stages, from state to state the truths contagious, I'm seeing changes man fuck being famous, I'm a load up and aim this I'll make it painless, without the stainless a crime so heinous, they'll kill me intravenous anyone can blame us, even for payments I wanna over-throw this system that enslaves us they murder shameless, just like gangsters just cause he said she said they hang us a total stranger, points his finger now you stuck on the row, and your life is in danger filled with anger, that's grown with age raised in a cage, on numbered days mind in haze, you realize you been played man in Texas executions are a fucking plague (Chorus) Stop Snitching, my fingers itching I'm loading ammunition, like a kid on a mission stop snitching, baring false witness I'm ready to still anyone acts suspicious stop snitching, keep ya distance don't never forget, that this here's a business stop snitching, I'm taking position I'm locked, and loaded and I'm stalking politicians I don't promote violence, I ain't saying get violent but these snitches need to practice their right to remain silent the prosecution's smiling, man I can sense they malice which keeps the scales of justice completely off balance Austin to Dallas Harris County be the foulest where they'll leave every Black and Latina mama childless I rock tired-less with a nickel plated wireless attack the system like a mutha fucking virus setting fire to these liars like a hit man for hire leave them expired just like Method Man on the Wire
times are dire when the state needs to conspire building capital cases based on testimony of a liar this is why they set off bombs on the road side this is why they'll send us bombs strapped to their own child this is why you should watch what comes out of you mouth this is how you can wind up on Texas Death House (Chorus)

Prison of the mind My brains been cuffed up and shackled, locked up in chains like a terrorist suspect at Guantanamo bay stuck in a house of pain, where living conditions are inhumane the kind of place that drives the toughest mutha fuckas insane they say no pain no gain, man I'm tired of playing games I got this razor in my hand, ready to cut my veins let me explain, it's like I'm submerged and drownin and I can spit this verse with no beat, the way my head is pounding I'm completely surrounded, and there's no escaping locked in solitary confinement, administrative segregation there's no cures or medications, no smiling or grinning even satan fears this hellish place that I live in serving a life sentence, with no chance for parole no time off for good behavior, like Antonio Negron I can't hear you when you talk, so you better fuckin shout I'm trapped behind these bars I've written, and see no way out (Chorus) Locked in a prison of the mind, this is where I'm living cruel and unusual punishment, it's so unforgiving with no evidence or witnesses, I've been convicted removed from existence, now I'm just a statistic in a prison of the mind, this is where I'm living where all hope is lost, even if you're a Christian out of sight out of mind, no phone calls or visits my only escape is this rhyme and the rhythm Yea I feel trapped like the Africa's, after the Philly Massacre held captive, I want to uprise like Attica I call for revolution, but I'm only heard by actors that own the art of war, but have never read a chapter dying slowly in solitary, like George L. Jackson contemplating action, revenge against his assassins time keeps passing by, and I keep asking-why? I was born to live and die, trapped on the inside no concrete or steel, but these bars are fucking real it's like a fucking public defender, copped me a raw deal life with no parole, buried alive in a hole feel like Christ climbing skull hill, baring the cross no one cares if your lost, it's injustice for all only escapes like Snake, climbing over the wall fuck it if I fall, I'm tired of doing the time in solitary confinement within my own fucking mind (Chorus)

Revolutionary (Intro/talking) If you don't stand with me, you stand against me, I place the blame for all our social ills that have caused discomfort and unhappiness squarely on the shoulders of those that are responsible: the people that are in control. I say It's time for a people's revolution, led by the politically conscious... I'm tired of the hypocrisy and the mockery of justice tired of seeing our children, carried off in prison buses I'm tired of the brutality and all the corruption they arrest us nothing, I'm ready to do something the prison industry, and the corporate hustle need to be dismantled as we continue to struggle open up your eyes, stop living in a fucking bubble the country you'd die for, is real quick to fuck you I reach out to touch you, with revolutionary sounds when I die I'll leave more than sad songs, and a hump in the ground I want to leave a world liberated, free from oppression free from repression, wars and racism I'll put a bullet in ya brain, if it'll make a difference in dismantling colonialists and imperialism I wanna see every politician rotting in prison that's not a mission statement, that's my fucking mission (Chorus) (Call and response) Say I Am...I Am A Revolutionary...A Revolutionary I Am...I Am A Revolutionary...A Revolutionary Say I Am...I Am A Revolutionary...A Revolutionary I Am...I Am A Revolutionary...A Revolutionary The government has us working to death, or dieing in cages fuck the American dream, no one sees wealth earning wages fuck Kennedy's speech trying to make us all complacent we went from chattel slavery to economical enslavement they taking our rights to bare arms, leaving us all hopeless cause unarmed people are slaves, at any given moment our system is broken, I speak for the unspoken for every grieving mother, and death penalty opponent it's genocide and slaughter of our sons and daughters guns are in order, guerrilla's without borders I'm old school, so fuck a new world order what I spit will bless your kids just like holy water I stand against our oppressors, with a mic and a shank cause I'd rather die free than have a dime in the bank fuck a Benz fuck a Bentley fuck an MTV crib I'm tired of living, how they tell me to live (Chorus) They send hundreds to their death, with enemy appointed attorney's guilty or innocent, they show you no mercy it's constitutional, if you're convicted by jury you think it's justice, till your first born's on the gurney thousands executed, and they'll be thousands more those being executed, Brown or poor I'm declaring war, on the fascist bastards it's prisoner against guard, like it was slave against master being captured, is not an option political imprisonment, I won't be silenced I'm a product of my environment, so I'll go out violent sparking up prison riots from Corrocan to Elmira juvenile lifers, born to be lifeless how much more can one be Christ like lethal injection, modern day crucifixion what I spit will have them seeking a murder conviction (Chorus)