[Strophe I:] Ich hör die gefangenen, hörst du sie auch? Ich hör sie sehr leise, sie sagen: holt uns hier raus Wir wurden hier eingesperrt, aufgrund unserer herkunft Und weil wir uns schwer tun, alles zu glauben und mehr zu tun Wir kehr'n um, wir wär'n dumm
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[Strophe II:] You can't gun me down like a martin luther No easy time we come to take over Jah send we come as rebellion I en i are one in a million You keep it real with me i keep it real with you Man a cut an clear rasta gane true Them don't have idea them don't have a clue Many are call the chosen are few You trying to put me in bars but when the stars realign You can lock up my body but can't take my mind You can punish me but even if you torture You can't explain how he walked on water Lt really seems like jails are for black men Segregated like jews or sumerians Truth be told they already have us locked With disease plagues conspiracy plots Economics a prison without chains The 'shitstim' i can see the stains Sonn we will see how is the true revolutionary We breaking out i only hupe you are ready