Texty:
Dead Prez Lets Get Free

full, my trigger finger got pulled To cut the bull shots'll warm your flesh like wool These tools for survival make fools out of rivals Fuck the Bible, get

But loved by her grandma who hugs and kisses her Her father's a political prisoner, free Fred Son of a Panther that the government shot dead Back in

who got a birthday today Happiness (Happiness) [Verse 2] Have you ever heard the children play? Sometime, I feel the same way, roll up a j, and get

Yo turn this motherfucking shit up! Ha ha ha Uhuru, coupe tete boule kay Rwanda, Nigeria, Africa's in the house My nigga D.R. [Verse 1] Nigga the red

how bout we start With a salad, a fresh bed of lettuce with croutons Later we can play a game of chess on the futon See i ain't got to get in your blouse

in the community with the only strength that we have and that's the strength of uh, a potentially destructive force if we don't get freedom."

the niggas can't get a piece That's why police get stabbed and shot Cuz a nigga can't eat if the ave is hot Locked up you get three hot meals and one

controlled by the white male And the people don't never get justice And the women don't never get respected And the problems don't never get solved And

night and upset, and fed up Niggas comin up wet, I'm dead up Fuck tryin to your head up And when it go down, word bond we gotta get up Too many locked