Tha sistas are in so check the front line
Seems I spent the 80´s in a haiti state of mind
Cast me into classes for electro shock
Straight incarcerated the curriculums a cell block
I´m swimmin in half truths and it makes me wanna spit
Instructor come separate the healthy from the sick
Ya weigh me on a scale im smellin burnt skin
It dark now in dachau and im screamin from within
Cuz im cell locked in the doctrines of the right
Enslaved by dogma, ya talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn im runnin into hell´s gates
So i grip the cannon like fanon and pass the shells to my classmates
Cuz the bosses right to live is mine ta die
So im goin out heavy sorta like mount tai
With tha five centuries of penitentiaries
So let the guilty hang
In the year of the boomerang And now its upon you