Testo Outasite

[Apani B. Fly Emcee] Besides bein guilty, heads been jailed for many different reasons, rottin away for what seems like +2000 Seasons+, can't afford bail Ran out of cash or maybe Legal Aid failed Like Christ in 33 A.D., they got nailed Hard to breathe sharin air with, murderers and thieves You can't leave, situation look pale behind bars of steel Eatin steal meals, waitin to appeal Awakened by squeals, soft niggaz get a raw deal Outside feels worlds away Future hangs in the balance, stayin alive is a challenge for underpriveledged negroes and latinos who, populate prions Displayed in cages for the nigga exhibit Dancin monkeys makin faces for parole boards Speak low and tell em how you found the Lord Keep your fingers crossed Soldiers sometimes fall on they own sword [Chorus x2: Apani B. Fly Emcee + L.I.F.E.] Outamind and outasite Seems like it rains all day and all night Ain't got no rights Prayin for a ray of sunlight Got everything to lose but can't afford to fight [L.I.F.E.] Son hold your head while away - ain't things changed Same shady looks, and money gettin schemes while the trigger's got us balancin on beams Alphanumeric life sentences, cause they control what's right Just last week my man got bagged for a fight or was it cause he was the defender on the other side Stabbin to save his life, with a knife It's already been programmed, billboards, steel surroundings Keep us grounded, like the worms that we are My species, is in danger, considered endangered The plan is to keep us behind bars like the animals that we are We runaway slaves like Douglass, lookin towards the North Star Used to think freedom was up North, but instead those ideas got torched and scorched, disfigurin my views that this world was made for us, what substance? Everytime we spend the green, written In God We Trust we helpin our oppressors to build more iron steel resorts for us Many of us get stuck in sticky no-win situations We and the police, different world, where they tryin to remove generations, physical evaporation by methods of incarceration They lockin down this whole nation while proclimatin martial law And what bugs me out is we still at war [Chorus] [Apani B. Fly Emcee] Seen brothers leave never to return Respect they thought they earned left em tagged bagged and burned Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Hate to eulogize another crew member, but if I must, I must Can't disguise disgust, gone is faith and trust in illusions of democracy, it's nearly obsolete Under government confines, the end of the line is a long hiatus in, capital, institutions No, rehabilitation Bein conditioned, pre-programmed by oppression and religion What kind of world we livin in when young men envision prison as an extentsion, of ghetto heaven Wanna gain respect and go out like a legend? Gotta learn life lessons the hard way -- oh well No details that the caged bird tells Eyes and hearts swell when I think of my nigga Islam in a cell [Chorus]