Dead Prez - Behind Enemy Lines Lyrics
[conversations in a prison facility][verse 1]Yo, little khadejah pops is locked, he wanna pop the lockBut prison aint nothin but a private stockAnd she be dreamin bout his date of releaseShe hate the policeBut loved by her grandma who hugs and kisses herHer fathers a political prisoner, free fredSon of a panther that the government shot deadBack in 12-4-19694 o clock in the mornin, its terrible but its fineCuz fred hampton jr., looks just like himWalks just like him, talks just like himAnd it might be frightenin, the feds and the snitchesSee him organize the gang, brothers and sistersSo he had to be framed yo, you know how the game go18 years because the 5-0 said soThey said he set a fire to a arab storeBut he ignited the minds of the young black and poorHook:Behind enemy lines, my niggas is cellmatesMost of the youth never escape the jail fateSuper maximum camps will advance they game planTo keep us in the hands of the man locked up(hello? )Collect call from ness(where are you? )Yo shit is crazy boo, I miss you(have you been alright? )Yo, can you put some money in my commisary?[verse 2]Little kenny been smokin lucy since he was 12Now he 25 locked up wit a lThey call him triple k, cuz he killed 3 niggasAnother ghetto child got turned into a killaHis pops was a vietnam veteran on heroinUsed like a pawn by these white north americansMama couldnt handle the stress so went crazyGrandmama had to raise the babyJust a young boy, born to a life of povertyHustlin, robbery, whatever brung the paper homeCarried the chrome like a blind man hold a caneTattoos all over his chest so you could know his nameBut yall know how the game goDeez kicked in the front door and guess who they came forA young nigga headed for the pen, coulda been, shoulda beenNever see the hood againHook 2x(spanish speak)You aint gotta be locked up to be in prisonLook how we livin30,000 niggas a day, up in the bing, standin routineThey put is in a box just like our life on the blockBehind enemy lines(repeat)
