| Song | Police State - Explicit |
| Artist | Dead Prez |
| Album | Let's Get Free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| 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 po-lice 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, cause.. | |
| 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 junction in human society | |
| Where it is split between those who have and those who ain't got | |
| [dead prez] | |
| 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 | |
| F.b.i. spyin on us through the radio antennas | |
| And them hidden cameras in the streetlight watchin 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 niggaz {*unnngh*} 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 workin for crumbs and fillin up the prisons | |
| Dyin over money and relyin 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 just spreadin the seed | |
| (chorus: dead prez) | |
| 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't never pay enough | |
| So the rent always be late; can you relate? | |
| We livin in a police state | |
| [dead prez] | |
| 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 niggaz be runnin with gats | |
| Rather get shot in they back than fire back | |
| We tired of that - corporations hirin blacks | |
| Denyin the facts, exploitin us all over the map | |
| That's why i write the shit i write in my raps | |
| It's documented, i meant it | |
| Every day of the week, i live in it; breathin it | |
| It's more than just fuckin believin it | |
| I'm holdin them ones, rollin up my sleeves an' shit | |
| It's cee-lo for push-ups now, many headed for one conclusion | |
| Niggaz ain't ready for revolution | |
| (chorus: dead prez) | |
| {*police siren wails*} | |
| [speaker unknown] | |
| I am.. a revolutionary | |
| And you're gonna have to keep on sayin that | |
| You're gonna have to say that i am a proletariat | |
| I am the people, i'm not the pig | |
| [another speaker] | |
| Guiliani 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.. |
| zuo qu : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| 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, cause.. | |
| 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 junction in human society | |
| Where it is split between those who have and those who ain' t got | |
| dead prez | |
| 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 | |
| F. b. i. spyin on us through the radio antennas | |
| And them hidden cameras in the streetlight watchin 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 niggaz unnngh 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 workin for crumbs and fillin up the prisons | |
| Dyin over money and relyin 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 just spreadin the seed | |
| chorus: dead prez | |
| 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' t never pay enough | |
| So the rent always be late can you relate? | |
| We livin in a police state | |
| dead prez | |
| 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 niggaz be runnin with gats | |
| Rather get shot in they back than fire back | |
| We tired of that corporations hirin blacks | |
| Denyin the facts, exploitin us all over the map | |
| That' s why i write the shit i write in my raps | |
| It' s documented, i meant it | |
| Every day of the week, i live in it breathin it | |
| It' s more than just fuckin believin it | |
| I' m holdin them ones, rollin up my sleeves an' shit | |
| It' s ceelo for pushups now, many headed for one conclusion | |
| Niggaz ain' t ready for revolution | |
| chorus: dead prez | |
| police siren wails | |
| speaker unknown | |
| I am.. a revolutionary | |
| And you' re gonna have to keep on sayin that | |
| You' re gonna have to say that i am a proletariat | |
| I am the people, i' m not the pig | |
| another speaker | |
| Guiliani you are full of shit! | |
| And anybody that' s down with you! | |
| You could manmake things better for us | |
| And you cuttin the welfare | |
| Knowin damn well when you cut the welfare, | |
| A person gon' do crime.. |
| zuò qǔ : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| 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, cause.. | |
| 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 junction in human society | |
| Where it is split between those who have and those who ain' t got | |
| dead prez | |
| 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 | |
| F. b. i. spyin on us through the radio antennas | |
| And them hidden cameras in the streetlight watchin 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 niggaz unnngh 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 workin for crumbs and fillin up the prisons | |
| Dyin over money and relyin 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 just spreadin the seed | |
| chorus: dead prez | |
| 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' t never pay enough | |
| So the rent always be late can you relate? | |
| We livin in a police state | |
| dead prez | |
| 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 niggaz be runnin with gats | |
| Rather get shot in they back than fire back | |
| We tired of that corporations hirin blacks | |
| Denyin the facts, exploitin us all over the map | |
| That' s why i write the shit i write in my raps | |
| It' s documented, i meant it | |
| Every day of the week, i live in it breathin it | |
| It' s more than just fuckin believin it | |
| I' m holdin them ones, rollin up my sleeves an' shit | |
| It' s ceelo for pushups now, many headed for one conclusion | |
| Niggaz ain' t ready for revolution | |
| chorus: dead prez | |
| police siren wails | |
| speaker unknown | |
| I am.. a revolutionary | |
| And you' re gonna have to keep on sayin that | |
| You' re gonna have to say that i am a proletariat | |
| I am the people, i' m not the pig | |
| another speaker | |
| Guiliani you are full of shit! | |
| And anybody that' s down with you! | |
| You could manmake things better for us | |
| And you cuttin the welfare | |
| Knowin damn well when you cut the welfare, | |
| A person gon' do crime.. |