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Here I am after so many years |
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Hounded by hatred and trapped by fear |
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I'm in a box, |
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I've got no place to go |
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If I follow my mind, |
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I know I'll slaughter my own |
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Help me, I'm the prisoner won't you hear my plea? |
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I need somebody, yeah, to listen to me |
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I beg you, brothers and sisters |
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I'm counting on you, yeah |
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Black babies in the womb are shackled and bound |
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Chained by the caveman who keeps beauty down |
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Smacked on the ass when they're squalling and wet |
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Heir to a spineless man who never forgets |
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Never forgets that he's a prisoner, can't you hear my plea?' |
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Cause I need somebody, |
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Lord knows, to listen to me |
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I'm a stranger to my son |
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Who wonders why his daddy runs, yeah |
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On my way to work in the morning |
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When I don't give a damn |
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Can't nobody, can't nobody |
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Can't nobody, can't nobody see just who in hell |
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I am?Hemmed in by a suit, yes, all choked up in a tie |
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Ain't no wonder some times near morning |
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I hear my woman cry |
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She knows her man is a prisoner, won't you hear my plea? |
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Yeah, 'cause |
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I need somebody to listen to me |
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My woman, she don't say but she hates |
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To see her man chained this way, yeah |
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Help me, I'm the prisoner |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, |
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I'm the prisoner |