[Talib Kweli]
For all my people who got someone locked down right now
f** it, this for everyone locked down right now, f** it
Help me out, Lord Jamar, Talib Kweli, Kool G Rap
[Kool G. Rap]
From the street blocks, to c-blocks, sleep in a box
Creep with an ox, got beef in the shop, got beef with the cops
Sharp blade keep in the crotch, prison guards deep on the watch
Fifth stare people'll drop, if it ease not then we peeping it pops
Even though they not speaking a lot
The plot ease drop, greasing a cop
Come to shove meat in your chops, flee the spot, sheets in a knot
Get tied from your feet to the top, you caught in the hall
Make blood skeet with a mop
If you doing shift in the kitchen blood'll leak in the pot
Just a long game of sheep and the fox
Phone time, beef for your slot, the sh**'ll make you weep in your coot
Mayors get messy y'all, n***a get shanked up in the chest he fall
Pressed against the wall, got the best of y'all
Stitch from neck to balls
Skin cut flesh and all, stretched out unless you balled
Nothing s**y at all
The life destiny wall, hope the Lord bless when he call
Stand like a man or be a Debbie in core, heavier
They come heavier from n***a to who*e
Be a predator, dead in the morgue, a spread in the log
[Chorus 2X: Talib Kweli]
In the prison, industrial complex
You got taxes, politics, jobs d**h
Gross stun it, cold blooded, dark and heartless
From the pyramids down to the projects
[Lord Jamar a.k.a Supreme Allah]
What do it take, vandal try to escape
I got a homemade shank, wrap the handle with tape
Better move quick fast, I got a trick for your a**
n***as in my clique stick dick to your a**
So we don't give a f** trying to make time past
Here eat it up feed a n***a fine gla**
Got jail house wine in the stash
Every time the caf'serve swine yo I tell I pa**
Do like Beecher did to Shillinger and sh** on your a**
You the feature when I'm k**ing ya, hit on your a**
Supreme Allah said we got time to k**
So when it's time to k**, we got time to k**
In the yard with the guards when its time to build
And time is hard got to use my wills
See sh** has changed every since they k**ed Adebisi
You never know n***as might try to grease me
[Chorus]
[Talib Kweli]
The image that we pro-ject is still God
Time to reflect but the reflection is hard
Like sticking mirrors out between the bars, seeing the guards
Seem like everybody innocent regardless of the charge
You face d**h, rape threats, and place bets
On who getting laced next
Forever faceless never waste breathe
Blowing out the candles that the wind already snuffed out
They locked up your body your mind could bust out
Police don't sweep to get the dust out
They want your name in the system
My need to mention the d**h penalty as legal lynching
People listen, they got teenagers up in the line up
To fill the new facility they built they need the crime up
Please, the war on d** is really war on the youth
War on the people, war on the truth
The violent crimes rise
The silent dies as sirens cry through the night
People fight for what's left and not what's right
[Chorus]
[Talib Kweli]
Word is bond
[Goes into a Augustus Hill on Oz skit]