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Hurricane G

No More Prisons

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351 3 часа назад

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[Hurricane G]Aiyyo son, you have the right to remain silentEven though you ain`t did NOTHIN violentSo Hurricane G spit this, rip thisStraight out the poorest congressional districtThe Bronx baby, shit is crazy!I see my niggaz get harassed daily183rd you heard, got it lockedBut shit is hot, we got choppers on the spotWatched off rooftops, from WAY up the blockMy niggaz be like, "FUCK the cops!"And face the consequencesRisk bein beat, killed, and arrestedSentenced, forced to live between wire fencesIt`s a FUCKED UP AGENDAWhether cop a plea or surrenderIf you`se a three time drug offenderyou goin DOWN sonfor way less than a POUND sonThe government got no love, twenty-five thousand niggazin New York in jail for drugsAnd three million in the streets is thugsWhat, the, FUCK?![?]Aiyyo I drop gems sporadic, it ain`t democraticMy demographic, ain`t tryin to feel no type of staticBut still can`t escape from JakeFrom one-six-eight, to over the bridge, outta stateIt`s hate, tryin to relate, the violationAnnihilation, on all different type of nationWord life, it`s like the third reich, you heard rightPulled me over on the turnpike, plus my birthright thwartedby the government supportedCourt ordered, good lawyer? I can`t afford itSound distorted, I don`t be where the wealthy beSo they got a cell for me and act unhealthilyBut I got somethin that they all should checkN.Y.C., P.N.P., up on your set "Blowin down your motherfuckin roof.."You watch us, we watch youYou stop us, we stop you[G] You goin DOWN son!We watch you.. we stop you..[G] DOWN son! For way less than a POUND son![Hurricane G]Shit! Seven hundred million tax dollars a yearto keep drug dealers in prisonWhile the rapists and the killers is livinDeep in the streets chillin, shit is real!Niggaz rape little girls for a thrilland the rest kill for a MEALWhile fifty percent of women in prison, is on death rowBut that shit is on the low, for murderin a spouseor lover, abusive motherfuckers!It don`t make no sense!Why, the women go down over self-defenseand spend, seventeen hours a dayin the cell, a.k.a., a living hellwith low level standards, fuckin BASTARDSGot me devestated and offendedfor wrongfully mistreatin females who pregnantwho can`t exercise the rights of first amendmentAll my peoples stop pretendinand get yours to the endin![?]Aiyyo, peep statistics, we official in the districtsSadistic, tryin to keep the black fist twistedFind the flaw, shinin scars behind iron barsCrime laws not designed to fight no kind of warsLet it sink in (they send you) straight to Sing-Sing(Doors are kicked in) kingpins flee to KingstonLife in exile, projectile for the reptileCruel machines use human beings as a textileFor the darkest race, there`s no escapefrom the marketplace, no grace if you caught a caseIt interest me, how one of the most watched indicesof economic growth is prison industriesIf Gods ain`t locked, no jobs for copsIf blocks ain`t hot, stock options dropFrom Boston to Brooklyn, my heads is gettin tookenI win when the crooks win (WE OUT) bring the hook in "Blowin down your motherfuckin roof.." "Blowin down your motherfuckin roof.."We stop you..

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