[Time]

Grew up on Killah Priest bumping View From Masada

The same year Common dropped A Song for Assata

She saw destruction of the daylight but still kept shining

She wrote poetry in hell with a daughter inside her

When the police changed shifts they would do Nazi salutes

Amerikkka with 3 Ks that's how you spell it with truth

Racist judges and juries, prosecutors tried to mute her

She organized food strikes to solitary they would move her

Her grandma dreamed of her freedom you can't dеlay the stars

She said cause lovе is an acid that eats away the bars

The visitation window breaks from the saxophone scream

She was friends with the Brown Berets Yo Soy Joaquin

She said the song that i sing is part of an echo

Prison steals life and the state is a klepto

Only a fool lets someone tell em who their enemy is

If someone tells you who to hate than the enemies them

She said my roots run deep i have been nourished well

Solidarities a garden where fruits flourish and swell

She said love is my sword and truth is my compass

A caterpillar in a chrysalis is really what trust is

Bloodthirsty maggots came but she grew wings

She got asylum in Cuba, blessings is what truth brings

Assata said a lost ship could still be guided home

As long as you see a speck of light you are not alone


[Assata Shakur]

In order for us to effectively change this world we're going to have to change ourselves, we're going to have to change how we relate to each other as human beings and I think that part of that is creating a humanistic style of interchanging, really being concerned about other people who are struggling with us


[namebuddha]

Meditation, meditation

They tried to give her 33 years

Her crime Black liberation, self preservation

Tempt murder, murder

Assault aggravated

Wouldn't stand for the judges like fuck all this fake shit

If the jury all white what you thinkin my fate is

Mass incarceration as retaliation they placed her in the male population

Instead of sedated

Tallying days gettin paid slave wages

She escaped the plantation

Fled to Havana

Learn to heal from her trauma

Rebuild with her daughter

The day America falls she gon feel like it's karma

This a song for Assata

Meditation meditation

Assata still ducking fed investigations

Uplift the people like levitation

Or Ms Mill's Miseducation

Her public image they fabricated

They love to hate when

You more than contemplate retaliation

Every bar a gram

This knowledge laced with the key to break mental bracelets

Metal cages

God is raceless

The devil racist and classist

Ya church is tasteless

The state fascist

Cops ain't shit but walkin talkin badges

Like mother like son when push came to shove they both popped the ratchet

It's deeper than this rap shit

It's deeper than this rap shit


[Assata Shakur]

In order for us to effectively change this world we're going to have to change ourselves, we're going to have to change how we relate to each other as human beings and I think that part of that is creating a humanistic style of interchanging, really being concerned about other people who are struggling with us I think another part of that is creating a sense of community