Netcees - Ashay

We from the land where dem choppas go BANG!
We wake up everyday on a mission to get paid
Morden-day slaves sold our souls for the wage

Welcome to the States
'Land of the Free'???
All my people's in a cage
In the traps, overseas ...
Fightin wars or in the grave

Blazin on this blunt keeps me numb to the pain
Cos brothas so dumb they think we dyin from the AIDS
But really it's the drugs they be pumpin in our veins
They claim that it's treatment, that simply ain't the case
We dealin with the devil -- you can see it in they face
Obama's just a clone and that Osama shit was fake
And if you think I'm wrong I suggest you watch some tapes

World Trade Center ...
I ain't sayin it was staged
I'm just sayin that a plane
Ain't gon drop a building
At a demolition's pace!
What a cinematic play!
All this food in abundance
I can't even get a plate!
I can't even get a taste!
Guess I'm a victim ...
Of they systematic hate?

Man, it's wicked where we stay
All these fences and these gates
They tryna lock us in ........
So we can never get away
Plus the prison's gettin paid
For every brotha made inmate
They can get a better rate
So the prison's filled with brothas
That can never catch a break!

When it's racist why debate?

Cryin bout crime when the biggest fuckin gang
Is the cops and the Feds and the crooked C.I.A.
Shakin hands with the Klans and the Nazis at the bank
Makin plans for our lands -- watch the global market tank
Ain't it funny, ain't it strange, all the money they obtain
Is illegal but remains in the funds of the scum
That'll never take the blame?!?
But us "thugs" go to jail cos we sold a little 'caine
But who owns all the boats and who brung it on the plane?
Like these guns on the streets, we don't make em so explain
How we get em? Where they from? You ain't gotta say a thang!

Cos we already know ...
You're the Snake and the Beast
You're the virus and disease
You're the silence in the dark
You're the nightmare to our dreams
You're the tyrant that's at large
But you'll never be the king!
For all the "science" you impart
You ain't learned a fuckin thing!
Cos existence is an art
In the form of hue-man beings
Not a profit on a chart
It's the rhythm of the beat
And the fire that you spark
When you really start to think
Muthafuckasss!!!