Channel Live - Mumia 911 lyrics

"What he said was so clear, so true, that I had to stop everything And concentrate on his lessons." [Afu-Ra] We need masters in biology, zoology To overtake, illuminati, trick-knowledgy Transform, reciprocate your mental state Now make a date, to overtake your objective Show that through life, that everything is connected But not in categories, cause that's the devil's warning Symbols, of cannibalism, ruin your vision Then thought formulate in your mind, with no precision [Goldii Lokks] We paid a crude price, for what they call life Dubbed without grief, took him out that night Some'll ask why, ma say they hate the look in his eyes Like the child, little omen, they want him crucified The last on the battlefield, the last alive Beside, they don't want the African to survive Sable, the son of Satan was involved in the plot Legalize the homicide, his soul gon' rot [Pharoahe Monch] Yo, they attempted a**a**ination of Mumia Jamal, they set'im up I come to find out, 2Pac they wet'im up Pharaohe, standin behind my f**in curtains With a double-barrel, rehearsin' Ready for war now for certain Uh, biological warfare suits Black gas masks, black boots, half-a**ed n***as become troops My dunns are doper warriors, so prove thee now Plenty thug n***as are fruity now [Aceyalone] Freedom is that cold road seldom traveled, by the multitude We need to depict to describe it, so that we can cultivate this food Motivate a few of you fools, regenerate the mood Free ourselves from mental bondage, free ourselves from Family Feuds Now follow me through this prophecy, building our colonies Where our pillars and columns be, bigger than the coliseum I call 'em like I see 'em, the devil does a devil's dance They wanna murder Mumia, take action, it's the only chance [Wise Intelligence] They tellin' me, son, grab a gun or two, money gonna come to you Stop rhymin 'bout what white people done to you Look, burn a blunt or two, screw who you wanna screw Do what you wanna do and lesson went to you k** all that teacher sh**, its too much cheese to get And if Jesus exists, just don't believe in it Eat the bread of wickedness, join the global Satanists Give d**h row sentences to black revolutionists [Tre Hardson] Now they will flee and guard, just to feel the power Not to justify, that of you and I Holdin' daggers up and lettin' you decide After pa**in' information that's falsified Stand behind a lie, what does it cost to die? What does it cost to live? Why do they specify? These terms of why, when they ain't the most high They fear they will k**, but the soul will never die [M. Sayyid] Through seasons, legions and demons, pleadin heathens and even Stevens I've wandered through regions, cease freezin, even some breathin Some leave in pieces, will freeze caps, like Clevelands Now she seemin like semen, slide you home like the decon Use my mental for potential through Mumia's mind Behind these bars, diamond scarred for the chorus I climb all fifty steams and lock cats in Mars like dogs Fog will clear like tears after resolution This daily fight through revolution [Zack de la Rocha] You see the capital thugs got nervous Cause he refused to be their servant Cause he spit truth that shook heads and burn like black churches Prose and verses, filled with a million black hearses Watch, see the decision of Dred Scott as it reverses So as long as their rope is tight around Mumia's neck Let there be no rich white life we bound to respect Cause and effect, can you smell the smoke in the breeze? My Panther, my brother, we are at war until you're free [Jean Grae] I plan to move my motherf**ers to the frontline, ready with guns co*kin' We storm prisons, get the wards rockin' Snipe all the F.B.I. and cops clockin' Philly officials, bodies droppin' Offends the eighty-five, bombin' Eye for an eye, we'll hang 'em by the Capitol Steps Snap their necks, snatch their vests, equip my children with techs Free from the protected Feds, called it murder, legal execution sh** Free the righteous or face the bloody revolutionists song [Tragedy Khadafi] Yo, federal indictment, militant mind enlightment Son, we outburst, in the court room, full of excitement Face the jury, thugged out, with blind fury They want us all under the jail, end of the story Brave and heartless, we can have a million marches But when you black you under attack, son, regardless Live by the gun, dunn, and die by the gun And revolutionize minds until freedom one [Hook: Jean Grae and Chuck D] Somebody scream bloody murder, inside of my head The executioner's plot controlled by the feds Take illegal action, they want Mumia dead This nation of savages been trying to k** us for years [Hakim - Channel Live] Yo, we watch wizards play games in Washington with your life Swung with Spiderman, now we swing websites W dot Hell's Kitchen, livin, ill condition Body clonin switchin C.I.A. lynchin, Mumia trapped in prison Marilyn Manson, mainstream, aliens visiting My skin's a misdemean' with siren bee screams Them wonder why the Live Channel got attitude The times got us seated like zero degrees latitude [Tuffy - Channel Live] Can you keep a secret like society? The eye is on the rooftop They got me under surveillence, like they had Biggie and 2Pac Yo, I saw two rocks, heard two shots, then level when my view drops They grazed me, but didn't phase me, I fired back and hit two cops For sure I, mumble through the jungle like Indiana Jones With the key to unlock the science of microphones Hit reverse, disperse, on stereo, planet Earth Because the first shall be last, the last shall be first [Stic.Man - Dead Prez] Yo, if Mumia dies, fires in the skies, rebel cries We politicize, brothers with the lies uncovered Look for me in the whirlwind, dare to struggle and here to win Long live the panthers, comrades with answers Freein all political prisoners of war, freein the poor Open the door, keep your hands off our silence Stop the 'ism schism prison economy that we live in Impeach the president, keep on fightin until they give in [M-1 - Dead Prez] I say, "f** the Police," cause they been k**in us for years This ain't no free country, n***as get murdered for their ideas Free Mumia means all Africans let go Cause just livin in the ghetto puts you on d**h row You don't know? You seen how the tried to do Assada Till some real n***as organized theyselves and went and got'er Lotta crackers verbalize if Mumia dies, put fire in the skies But only time'll tell the truth from the lies [Chuck D] As you peep the illusion, cause I see my peoples losin The overall battle to keep Republic rats from choosin Afterall, I feel the bruisin of the constitution When my back's against the wall, manifestin in their destiny sh**, they just testin me, Mumia's spirit blessin me No alibi, I know Allah is not their ally I believe I can fly, but their type of freedom is a lie So f** the government, C.I.A. and F.B.I [Divine Styler] In the holy month of Ramadan, doin' time, war and degrees Within the means of God's speed, feel the supreme penalties Black non-fiction, remains the weapon of choice Reject the illusion of justice and white hears the black voice The pa**ion behind the file, the flesh beyond the bars Through the spirit of under force, who's deaf and who's cost? Break the black man down in front of the black fam and all Guilty as you all, free Mumia Abu-Jamal [Last Emperor] Shatan will destroy anything for the right price In a physical world one man cannot die twice To the spiritual world your soul cannot fly twice Yet could this be the second time they crucified Christ? Ask Ed Asner, the actor, after the execute'im There will be a peasant uprising like the French Revolution In conclusion, if you detect evil Free the voice of the voiceless, defender of oppressed people [Black Thought] Check it out, they want us locked down, boxed up in the ground It's war time now from how the sufferin sound We deep in the realm, the planet petrified overwhelmed We all stars livin life out on surveilance film New World law enforced, mind rape, cerebral holocaust No escape, fire, fifth burn, the execution date Shatter, We on the front lines prepare I want Mumia out the cage the time for action is here [P.E.A.C.E.] This is a P.S.A. to the P.S.C. and the P.P.D Mumia Abu-Jamal must be set free How would y'all like it if we took it to the streets In a discrete fashion? Still smashin', underground arsenal of lyricists Live from d**h row We want the voices of the voices fully clothed and ready to go And if not, you'll witness the largest uprisin' you've even seen befo' April twenty-fo', nineteen fifty-fo'