The sistas are in so check tha front line
It seems I spent the '80s in a Hati state of mind
Cast me onto classes for electro shock
Straight incarcerated, the curriculum a cell block
I'm swimin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit
Instructor come separate tha healthy from tha sick
Ya weigh me on a scale I'm smellin' burn skin
It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within
'Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right
Enslaved by dogma, ya talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates
So I grip tha cannon like Fanon and pass the shells to my classmates
'Cause the bosses right to live is mine ta die
So I'm goin' out sorta like Mount Tai
Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let tha guilty hang
In the year of the Boomerang
I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
In tha year of tha boomerang
And now it's upon you
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