Black Steel In The Hour Of Chaos

Bass for your face, London!

Everybody in the house make some noise!

I want everybody in the house to say ho! (Ho!)

Yo Chuck, kick it to 'em, man!

A ballad behind bars or you could say real rock from the rock

An unusual musical happening in a most unusual place

The state prison

Get in that cell, nigga!

I got a letter from the government the other day

I opened and read it, it said they were suckers

They wanted me for their army or whatever

Picture me giving a damn, I said never

Here is a land that never gave a damn

About a brother like me and myself because they never did

I wasn't with it but just that very minute it occurred to me

The suckers had authority

Cold sweating as I dwell in my cell, how long has it been?

They got me sitting in the state pen

I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before

I contemplated a plan on the cell floor

I'm not a fugitive on the run

But a brother like me begun to be another one

Public enemy serving time

They drew the line y'all, to criticize me some crime

Nevertheless, they could not understand that I'm a Black man

And I could never be a veteran

On the strength, the situation's unreal

I got a raw deal, so I'm looking for the steel

They got me rotting in the time that I'm serving

Telling you what happened the same time they're throwing

Four of us packed in a cell like slaves, oh well

The same motherfucker got us living in his hell

You have to realize, what its a form of slavery

Organized under a swarm of devils

Straight up - word 'em up on the level

The reasons are several, most of them federal

Here is my plan anyway and I say

I got gusto, but only some I can trust, yo

Some do a bid from 1 to 10

But I never did, and plus I never been

I'm on a tier where no tears should ever fall

Cell block and locked, I never clock it y'all

Cause time and time again

Time, they got me serving to those and to them, I'm not a citizen

But ever when I catch a C-O

Sleeping on the job, my plan is on go-ahead

On the strength, I'ma tell you the deal

I got nothing to lose

Cause I'm going for the steel

Don't you know I caught a C-O

Falling asleep on death row

I grabbed his gun, then he did what I said so

And every man's demand got served

Along with the time they served, decency was deserved

To understand my demands

I gave a warning, I wanted the governor, y'all

And plus the warden to know

That I was innocent because I'm militant

Posing a threat, you bet it's fucking up the government

My plan said I had to get out and break north

Just like Oliver's neck, I had to get off

My boys had the feds in check

They couldn't try nothing

We had a force to instigate a prison riot

This is what it takes for peace

So I just took the piece

Black for Black inside time to cut the leash

Freedom to get out to the ghetto, no sell out

6 C-Os we got we ought to put their head out

But I'll give 'em a chance, cause I'm civilized

As for the rest of the world, they can't realize

A cell is hell, I'm a rebel so I rebel

Between bars, got me thinking like an animal

Got a woman C-O to call me a copter

She tried to get away, and I popped her

Twice, right? Now who wanna get nice?

I had 6 C-Os, now it's 5 to go

And I'm serious, call me delirious

But I'm still a captive, I gotta wrap this

Time to break as time grows intense

I got the steel in my right hand, now I'm looking for the fence

As I ventured into the courtyard

Followed by 52 brothers bruised, battered, and scarred but hard

Going out with a bang, ready to bang out

But power from the sky and from the tower shots rang out

A high number of dose, yes and some came close

Figure I trigger my steel, stand and hold my post

This is what I mean, an anti-nigga machine

If I come out alive and then they won't come clean

And then I threw up my steel bullets flew up

And to my surprise the water tower blew up, who shot

What, who, what, the bazooka was who

And to my rescue, it was the S1Ws

Secured my getaway, so I just got away

The joint broke, from the black smoke

Then they saw it was rougher than the average bluffer

Cause the steel was black, the attitude exact

Now the chase is on telling you to c'mon

53 brothers on the run, and we are gone