dead prez — Police State

[Chairman Omali Yeshitela:] You have the emergence in human society of this thing that's called the State. What is the State? The State is this organized bureaucracy: it is the police department. It is the Army, the Navy. It is the prison system, the courts, and what have you. This is the State; it is a repressive organization. But the state and gee well, you know, you've got to have the police because if there were no police, look at what you'd be doing to yourselves -- you'd be killing each other if there were no police! But the reality is the police become necessary in human society only at that juncture in human society where it is split between those who have and those who ain't got [Verse 1: stic.man] I throw a Molotov cocktail at the precinct You know how we think: Organize the hood under I Ching banners Red, Black, and Green instead of gang bandanas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas And them hidden cameras in the streetlight watching society With no respect for the people's right to privacy I'll take a slug for the cause like Huey P While all you fake niggas try to copy Master P I want to be free to live, able to have what I need to live Bring the power back to the street where the people live We sick of working for crumbs and filling up the prisons Dying over money and relying on religion For help. We do for self like ants in a colony Organize the wealth into a socialist economy A way of life based off the common need And all my comrades is ready, we're just spreading the seed [Chorus: stic.man] The average Black male Live a third of his life in a jail cell 'Cause the world is controlled by the white male And the people don't never get justice And the women don't never get respected And the problems don't never get solved And the jobs don' never pay enough So the rent always be late Can you relate? We living in a police state [Verse 2: M-1] No more bondage, no more political monsters No more secret space launchers Government departments started it in the projects Material objects, thousands up in the closets Could've been invested in a future for my comrades Battle contacts, primitive weapons out in combat Many never come back, pretty niggas be running with gats Rather get shot in they back than fire back We tired of that, corporations hiring Blacks Denying the facts exploiting us all over the map That's why I write the shit I write in my raps It's documented, I'm in it, every day of the week I live in it Breathing it, it's more than just fucking believing it I'm holding M1's, rolling up my sleeves n' shit It's Cee-lo for push-ups now Many headed for one conclusion Niggas ain't ready for revolution [Chorus: stic.man] The average Black male Live a third of his life in a jail cell 'Cause the world is controlled by the white male And the people don't never get justice And the women don't never get respected And the problems don't never get solved And the jobs don' never pay enough So the rent always be late Can you relate? We living in a police state [Outro: Fred Hampton & Unknown Speaker] I am a revolutionary And you’re gonna have to keep on sayin' that You’re gonna have to say that ‘I am the proletariat’ ‘I am the people’ ‘I am not the pig’ Giuliani you are full of shit! And anybody that’s down with you! You could man-make things better for us And you cuttin' the welfare Knowin' damn well when you cut the welfare A person gon' do crime