Eleventh (and last) track of the Evil Empire album. Lyrics: Tha sistas are in so check tha front line It seems I spent the 80s in a Haiti state of Mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, tha curriculum a cell block I'm swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come seperate tha healthy from tha sick Ya weigh me on a scale I'm swellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm a 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 an pass tha shells to myclassmates Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai Wit' tha five centuries of penitenturies so let the guilty hang In tha year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it In tha year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it In tha year of tha boomerang Now it's upon you Now it's upon you Tha sistas are in so check tha front line It seems I spent the 80s in a Haiti state of Mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, tha curriculum a cell block I'm swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come seperate tha healthy from tha sick Ya weigh me on a scale I'm swellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm a 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 an pass tha shells to myclassmates 'Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai Wit' tha five centuries of penitenturies so let the guilty hang In tha year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it In tha year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it In tha year of tha boomerang Now it's upon you Now it's upon you YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU
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