Prison Houses
Yah, please let us go back to home
I beg you
Let us go back to Jerusalem
Praise Yah
Oh Jerusalem, we coming home
We've been gone for far too long
Sierra Leone to the Caribbean
Delivered to the land of the barbarians
Strange fruit on the trees of Mississippians
Yah said we would fade into oblivion
Debarim 32:26
4th chapter, 4th verse, 2nd Corinthians
Studying to keep my mind sharper than a blade of obsidian
On the highways and byways
Tryna reach the boys in the hood with no John Singleton
Or cameras rolling
Israel my servant, Jacob my chosen
Proclaim liberty to the captives
Bind up the broken-hearted
Heartless United Snakes of America
Controlled by those who say they are Jews
And ain't nothing but a replica
The way of the heathen will be the death of us
It's time for the final exodus
A wise man said, Your enemy you never trust
For like iron rusts, so is his wickedness
You tripping off angel dust if don't you think so
Willie Lynch, Devil's Punchbowl, The New Jim Crow
Robbed and spoiled, hid in prison houses
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
You tripping off angel dust if don't you think so
Willie Lynch, Devil's Punchbowl, The New Jim Crow
Robbed and spoiled, hid in prison houses
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
You tripping off angel dust if don't you think so
Willie Lynch, Devil's Punchbowl, The New Jim Crow
Robbed and spoiled, hid in prison houses
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
The children also of Judah and the children of Jerusalem
Have ye sold unto the Greeks
That ye might remove them far from their border
Behold, I will raise them out of the place whither ye have sold them
And will return your recompense upon your own head
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
Praise Yah
I beg you
Let us go back to Jerusalem
Praise Yah
Oh Jerusalem, we coming home
We've been gone for far too long
Sierra Leone to the Caribbean
Delivered to the land of the barbarians
Strange fruit on the trees of Mississippians
Yah said we would fade into oblivion
Debarim 32:26
4th chapter, 4th verse, 2nd Corinthians
Studying to keep my mind sharper than a blade of obsidian
On the highways and byways
Tryna reach the boys in the hood with no John Singleton
Or cameras rolling
Israel my servant, Jacob my chosen
Proclaim liberty to the captives
Bind up the broken-hearted
Heartless United Snakes of America
Controlled by those who say they are Jews
And ain't nothing but a replica
The way of the heathen will be the death of us
It's time for the final exodus
A wise man said, Your enemy you never trust
For like iron rusts, so is his wickedness
You tripping off angel dust if don't you think so
Willie Lynch, Devil's Punchbowl, The New Jim Crow
Robbed and spoiled, hid in prison houses
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
You tripping off angel dust if don't you think so
Willie Lynch, Devil's Punchbowl, The New Jim Crow
Robbed and spoiled, hid in prison houses
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
You tripping off angel dust if don't you think so
Willie Lynch, Devil's Punchbowl, The New Jim Crow
Robbed and spoiled, hid in prison houses
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
The children also of Judah and the children of Jerusalem
Have ye sold unto the Greeks
That ye might remove them far from their border
Behold, I will raise them out of the place whither ye have sold them
And will return your recompense upon your own head
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
How could read this book and say it isn't 'bout us
Praise Yah
Praise Yah
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