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Embrace


I ask that you embrace
the tides of the times
we are no longer confined
with binds on the mind
once we embrace
united front, scientific thought
and study for line
the long arm of imperialism
is no longer strong
when through theory and practice
we arrive at the decision
to take up arms
which is a must
if we are to defeat
imperialism's parasitic lust
with too much greed
we fail to heed
even the most basic of humyn needs
so turn the tides of the times
study correct line
and overthrow imperialism
hystory is on our side

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[Abuse] [Rhymes/Poetry]
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Overcome


Cowards will hit you when you're in chains.
Anger fits you, coursing through your veins.
Inflicting violence when you can't fight back.
Demanding silence or the charges will stack.
Stop resisting, I've got mace!
Was sleeping, now on your face.
Throwing grenades when you are unarmed and compliant.
Snitches, puppets and police can't take down a giant.
Most are grimy, with much snake in their blood.
The rest, evil flowers beginning to bud.
Giving us bad water and rotten food.
What the hell put them in such a bad mood?
Don't think they can get the cuffs any tighter.
Of course they will have to chain up a fighter.
Excuse me, I've done nothing wrong, sir.
Under his saddle must be a burr.
Getting sprayed after being cuffed.
Wearing a badge must make them tough.
Everyone should apply a little resistance.
Make the pigs call "Officer in need of assistance."
Like a martye against ten, maybe more or less.
Just give as much as you take, simply do your best.

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Serious Ideal


Sister China
1949
Chairman Mao caught her eye
Imperialism reigns
But soon will fall
Socialism will rise
And prevail
Hammer in hand
The vanguard will swing
The capitalist pig will be nailed
The lumpen will grow its wings
We stand and fight
Instead of flight
Until the proletariat is finally free

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[Rhymes/Poetry] [Stiles Unit] [Texas]
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A lie ain't nothing for the state of Texas to Tell


Sitting in a Texas Pen
Fed like it's 1908
For we are given skimpy trays
So we have to lick the plate

They try to say we are well fed
I tell you that's a lie
Tortillas to hide our scrambled eggs
Make grown men want to cry

One hot dog on our largest part
Slot two slices of bread
The last three slots will stop your heart
So you might just wake up dead

I've eaten better homeless
And I'm not too proud to say
I've had more food out of dumpsters
Then what Stiles puts on your tray

I came here weighing 222
I now weigh 151
The only way that I'll get more food
Annie get your gun

No these are not my greatest words
But I'm about the starve to death
I've seen people feed more to birds
But in Texas, I'm out of breath

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Resistance


Resistance
is protracted struggle
When the goal is to
eradicate imperialism
the elite don't want
to budge

Force is a necessary tool
use it when
the people are ready

We will know they
are ready because
they will see
the weakness of
the regime

Whose arms are
extended
beyond retreat

Imperialism
is dying…

Fed up?
Get on ya feet!

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Are We There Yet?

MIM theory has made me
a scientist
previously I wanted to Attack Now!
but I'm no longer anxious
in order to make a move
the times must be right,
but the times won't be unless we study
analyze - stop the bickering and unite
so lace your boots and recruit
turn your cell into
a scientific study group booth
our clip is fully loaded
our day will come
but right now it's time to get ready for it

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I Wanna Believe

I wanna believe that education is more valuable than incarceration, but it's hard when prison yard outnumber campus quads in every state across the nation.
I wanna believe....
I wanna believe that black lives matter to all and not just the blacks who live it, but I can't erase the vision of black men murdered by white police with no punishment because their families' pain is so vivid.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that confederate flags don't represent real oppression and race hatred, that we as a people can rise above the stereotypes that we perpetuate to keep us from becoming wasted.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that we can open our eyes and recognize the Kings and Queens that Africa birthed, surviving this genocide with pride and living out the prize of realized and mastered worth.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that my people didn't hang from trees and get sold on blocks, that our babies' heads weren't stomped while slave masters prayed to God not to let their savage souls rot.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that we only do drugs to escape a reality too hard to accept, and that it's deeper than just a high when you've lived your whole life with neglect and a heart full of regret.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that times have changed and life isn't only getting worse, but a white man just took a .45 and murdered nine people praying inside a historically black church.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that kids can live free without the fear of being shot while coming home from school, that we can teach our babies something more useful than "hands up, don't shoot" rule.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that being in a gang means more than flagging a color and throwing signs, that we know the foundation was to oppression and stand for our communities not to show that we're blind.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that the brothers behind the wall are doing more than getting high, playing ball and lifting weights, and that they spend more time studying the law trying to see how many loopholes exist in their case.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that losing another brother only helped to make me stronger, that every struggle I've faced and conquered has left me with lessons that I can embrace a little longer.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that when I'm done my words will forever rest in your hearts, and that if you hear my pain and sincerity I've done my part.
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe, I really do, but I've never had a reason to,
so to me believing is deceiving
and if I believe I'm afraid I'll begin to grieve anew,
belief is faith and faith is hope
while hope is something I've never really had,
so if I hope and believe in faith
how do I know I'll never again be sad?
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe...
I wanna believe that love is something we can all achieve, and I really want love but even more than that I just wanna believe!!

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Egalitarianism Now

The grand jury is a mockery, no matter all white or all black
Psychologically conditioned into seeing all pigs as right and exact
Just like a trial jury, the state can never be wrong
The state's not trying to indict, they're only playing along, singing a song
To keep the people pacified and from raging against the machine
It's a police state, a black persyn's life ain't worth a thing
They can kill us but we can't kill them, what kind of justice is that
How can we free the people with all this warring against us Blacks?
"No Egalitarianism, No Peace!" this double standard of law must stop
Calling us extreme for us only responding to them extremely peeling our caps
Leaving it to their mock grand jury like leaving it to their mock god
Til we show them what we'll do for our blood, we're scarred
We must do more than just protest, we must boycott
We must organize and educate and revolutionize believe it or not
We are the only people that the constitution don't protect
Shooting us down now is equivalent to ropes around our necks
They're killing us while screaming they're in fear for their lives
They pick the fight then go to crying, telling lies
Bullies, that's all they are, goons for the rich
Take their guns and badges away, they'll run back to the sticks
6 conscripted pigs on one Black man, chokehold him to death
And his family is screaming for calm, that's all we get
"Burn it down!" Michael Brown's step dad said
Look how quick he was about to face indictment, as a threat
Amerikkka fascinates us but infuriates us more
You're an Amerikkkan if you're not against Ms. Justice and her so-called law
Having all Black pigs won't make a difference either
Because their oath is to the anti-egalitarianist imperialist agenda
We are not supposed to fight back or take a stand
Just accept our inferior status, know our place and stand in it looking grand
It's not angry, extreme or wrong to kill an innocent black man
Criminal background or not, 12 or 90, blam blam
Not only in Amerikkka but in many distant lands
Bombing innocent wombmen and children in Afghanistan
But one of theirs get killed they go Amerikkkan Nam
Oppression is oppression here, there and everywhere
Apartheid is apartheid, in Azania, Palestine or Amerikkka
We are occupied by imperialist forces, we can't afford to bow
The pigs want beef, we gotta bring the whole cow
Egalitarianism now, yes right now

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Beauty in the eyes of my kaptors


Kidnapped, tortured
Held against my will
Humiliated, degraded
Until I can no longer feel
Blood, revenge
Is all I seem to see
33 strategies of war I plan to forge against my enemy
Isolation, frustration
The moment I got caught
Plan, reflect
Became natural in thought
Learn, study
For the upcoming sequel
Fight, sacrifice
For the liberation of the people!

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Liberation

Yes we say "Liberation"
So you can know the level of the Brotha you facing
Breaking de chains of colonial domination
Enlightening the minds of my New Afrikan nation
My revolutionary violence blow ya brains out
Warring with parasites and mice
COINTELPRO flow
i think twice before i give advice
Because informants got stories with my name on it
Bourgy fools only fighting for fame and fortune
i woke up this morning mad at the colonial world
That raped my mama as a little girl
It make me hurl
Put my colonial oppressors in stretchers
While in my cell receiving love letters from sisters
But my heart beat fire
Don't you see that Obama a liar?
Cutting food stamps to give money to richer farmers
Can't you see you and dude Uncle Toming?
Time to get the bombing!

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