[Verse 1: ONE SON] Captured by a savage the ship sails the Middle Passage below deck I struggle to breathe hearing the sea and the wind tussle stench fills my nostrils cries of sorrow

Becomes repetitious we fighting sickness and disease from laying in urine and

Feces in this journey unknown I've seen many get thrown overboard I left the shores shackled and chained from African terrain to the pain of floggings to be purchased like a beast everyday our numbers decrease we dying in our sleep from suffocation or starvation I rather die then be on a plantation living in slave quarters some jump in shark

Infested waters with there daughters or sons they took a plunge in the Atlantic now they free they speak to me from the ocean floor in an uproar causing hurricanes same route the slave ship came saying turn from thy wicked

Ways they held up new born babs and prayed they'll be free they was praying for you and me they was praying for you and me they was praying for you and me but WE

[Verse 2: ONE SON] Surrounded by chaos will it be the church or mosque to wash our sins away as we

Decay every since day one in the slum we succumb to violence burst and grab our privates no one to guide us through the maze so there's a cage awaiting getting closer to

Satan you see fiens pacing heard the lead erasing some youngster the reaper took his number I wonder in the valley of dry bones where the pavement mourn and hearts turn

To Stone and it's shown how the prison population has grown all you see is black and brown faces missing shoe laces used by major corporations so the plan

Is laid it's the new slave trade where nowadays twenty four inch tires get made let me ask you whose paying the price and whose getting paid