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[00:28.54]Yo, little Khadejah pops is locked, he wanna pop the lock
[00:31.80]But prison ain't nothin but a private stock
[00:34.16]And she be dreamin 'bout his date of release
[00:36.07]She hate the police
[00:36.91]But loved by her grandma who hugs and kisses her
[00:39.48]Her father's a political prisoner, free Fred
[00:41.95]Son of a Panther that the government shot dead
[00:44.41]Back in 12-4-1969
[00:47.03]4 o clock in the mornin, it's terrible but it's fine
[00:49.51]Cuz Fred Hampton jr., looks just like him
[00:52.47]Walks just like him, talks just like him
[00:54.79]And it might be frightenin, the feds and the snitches
[00:57.39]See him organize the gang, brothers and sisters
[00:59.79]So he had to be framed yo, you know how the game go
[01:03.02]18 years because the 5-0 said so
[01:05.03]They said he set a fire to a Arab store
[01:07.28]But he ignited the minds of the young black and poor
[01:09.95]Behind enemy lines, my niggas is cellmates
[01:12.64]Most of the youth never escape the jail fate
[01:15.00]Super maximum camps will advance they game plan
[01:17.79]To keep us in the hands of the man locked up
[01:20.32]Hello
[01:21.18]Collect call from Ness
[01:22.75]Where are you
[01:23.92]Yo shit is crazy boo, I miss you
[01:25.21]Have you been alright
[01:27.52]Yo, can you put some money in my commisary
[01:30.59]Little Kenny been smokin lucy since he was 12
[01:33.37]Now he 25 locked up wit a L
[01:35.45]They call him triple K, cuz he killed 3 niggas
[01:38.44]Another ghetto child got turned into a killa
[01:40.91]His pops was a Vietnam veteran on heroin
[01:43.65]Used like a pawn by these white North Americans
[01:46.20]Mama couldn't handle the stress so went crazy
[01:49.08]Grandmama had to raise the baby
[01:50.86]Just a young boy, born to a life of poverty
[01:53.78]Hustlin, robbery, whatever brung the paper home
[01:56.54]Carried the chrome like a blind man hold a cane
[01:58.88]Tattoos all over his chest so you could know his name
[02:01.62]But y'all know how the game go
[02:03.95]Deez kicked in the front door and guess who they came for
[02:06.76]A young nigga headed for the pen, coulda been, shoulda been
[02:09.71]Never see the hood again
[02:11.15]Behind enemy lines, my niggas is cellmates
[02:13.96]Most of the youth never escape the jail fate
[02:16.33]Super maximum camps will advance they game plan
[02:19.08]To keep us in the hands of the man locked up
[02:21.34]Behind enemy lines, my niggas is cellmates
[02:24.19]Most of the youth never escape the jail fate
[02:26.42]Super maximum camps will advance they game plan
[02:29.24]To keep us in the hands of the man locked up
[02:32.48]You aint gotta be locked up to be in prison
[02:45.05]Look how we livin
[02:46.63]30, 000 niggas a day, up in the bing, standin routine
[02:49.43]They put is in a box just like our life on the block
[02:51.98]Behind enemy lines
[02:52.85]You aint gotta be locked up to be in prison
[02:55.15]Look how we livin
[02:56.97]30, 000 niggas a day, up in the bing, standin routine
[02:59.62]They put is in a box just like our life on the block
[03:02.11]Behind enemy lines
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