In the of God In the of the Ancestors In the Spirit of the Panthers In the Spirit of Shakur We this movement towards freedom For all those who have been oppressed, and all those in the Yeah, yo, it
There were lights and sirens, gunshots Cover your eyes as I describe a so violent like a bad dream, she laid in a blood puddle Blood bubbled in her chest, cold air brushed against open No room to rest, pain consumed breath Shot wit her hands up questioned but shot before she answered One lost his life, the other ran for his Scandalous the police were as they and beat her Comprehension she was beyond, tryin' to on To life. She thought she'd with no arm That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held moved her room to room-she could tell by the light Handcuffed to the bed, through her skin it bit Put guns to her head, word she got hit "Who the trooper?" they asked her Put in her eyes, threatened to blast her Her mind raced things got still Opened her eyes, realized she's to her best friend who got killed She got chills, told her, that's where she would be next Hurt wit anger-survival was a reflex They lied and visits from her lawyer But she was building as they tried to her If it wasn't for this German nurse would of served her worse I read this sister's story, knew that it deserved a I wonder what would happen if that would of me? All this shit so we could be free, so dig it,
I'm of Assata, yes to my Love, Assata, yes Your Power and is beautiful May God bless Soul
It like the middle of the night when the law awakened her Walkie-talkies crackling, I see 'em when they her she kinda knew, What made the ride was the trees and the sky was blue to Middle-sex Prison about six inna morning Uneasy as they pushed her to the floor in A cell, one cot, no window, hell. Put in the basement of a wit all males And the smell of misery, toilets and centipedes She'd exercise, (paint?,) and begin to Two years in a hole. Her soul grew Away from people so long she forgot how to She discovered freedom is a sound And a wall is a wall and can be broken Found peace in the Panthers she went on with One of the brothers she had a with The foulness would feed her, hopin she's lose her seed Held tight, knowing the fight would through this seed In need of a doctor, from her stomach she's Out of this a girl was conceived Separated from her, left to the Revolution And lactated to attack federal and state was built for a Black fate Her emptiness was filled with and court dates They fabricated cases, one would stick And said she robbed places that didn't In the midst of threats on her life and caged with Aryan whites Through dark of hate she carried the light I what would happen if that would of been me? All of this so we could be free. Yeah, I often wonder would happen if that would f been me? All of this shit so we could be free, so dig it,
I'm of Assata, yes to my Love, Assata, yes Your Power and Pride is May God bless Soul
Yo From North Carolina her would bring News that she had had a Her dreams always meant what needed them to mean What made them was the action in between She dreamt that Assata was in they old house in Queens The fact that they always true was the thing had been convicted of a murder she couldna done Medical shown she couldna shot the gun It's time for her to see the sun the other side Time for her daughter to be by her side Time for this Beautiful Woman to become again Time for her to breathe, and not be how or when She untangled the chains and escaped the How she out of prison I could never explain And even to this day try to get to her But she's free with asylum in Cuba.
I'm thinkin' of Assata, to my Love, Assata, yeah We're from the same mud, Assata We share the same Blood, Assata, power and pride, so beautiful May God bless soul Your and pride, so beautiful May God your soul
Freedom! You askin' me freedom me about freedom? I'll be with you I know a whole more what freedom isn't Than about what it is, cause I've never been I can only share my vision you of the future what freedom is Uh, the way I see it Freedom is, is the to grow, is the right to blossom is is the right to be yourself, to be who you are To be who you to be, to do what you want to do