Prisoners of War

by Sun Rise Above

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    Originally recorded in 2004, and scheduled for release through rapper Paris's Guerrilla Funk imprint, this long-awaited album was finally made available internationally in 2009.

    This bandcamp pick your price digital version includes a bonus track ("Blood In The Streets," featuring 7Wounds) from the 2007 mixtape "Blood In The Streets." Also included are full lyrics for each song, commentary by Sun Rise Above, and the original POW cover.
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1.
[Prelude] Prisoners of war. Wake up. The sun's rising. I'm feeling good today. I've warned the global. Now it's time for revolution, to break the chains. It's all about education. And the war of information. Who's going to prevail? History will tell. But history is in our favor. The working class will rise up. What up? Verse 1: We're prisoners of war, get your back up off the wall It's time for revolution, what the fuck you think I'm rapping for? Crack the jaw, of any counterrevolutionary He who goes against the people represents the evil We oppose the system capitalism and what it stands for We demand war, revolutionaries stand tall Yea y'all, this is how the slaves get freedom I've jotted down some rhymes, now allow me to read them [The Jump] Yea. Live and direct. You've got Sun R.A. Sun Rise Above. Revolution all day is what they call me. You know what I'm saying? Yea. Yo. It's time for the people to rise. So one, two. On the mic, you've got Sun Caesar, ready to get loose. What's up? Verse 1: I took the time last night to write in my book of rhymes Trying to walk a straight path out of these crooked times Looked at signs during Global Warning now I'm overturning Freeing Prisoners of War while I'm world touring Spent the whole morning with my seeds, then eventually When they went to leave, had my heart piece emptying Caught the bus and showed up at the booth Sneaky Mike record the vocals while I spit these lines I wrote you Hope you listening so I ain't just spitting them for the hell of it I ain't one of these rap cats whose raps are irrelevant If you bought my album just to shake your ass, then you should take it back I'm making raps as part of the struggle, I ain't faking jacks And making facts available, blasting out of your radio Make you say to your girl, this is some shit that you've got to hear With beats that make the speakers shake, like they've got a lot of fear Blast it when you pass the cops, they stop like what's the problem here? Ain't nothing pig, back up off me before I bust your wig We ain't gotta hide in fear, 'cause the time is here We're gonna rise and yeah, we will win this I promise you Listen, capitalism we will abolish you When I say let's get, y'all say free Let's get (free) Let's get (free) When I say let's get, y'all say free Let's get (free) Let's get (free) When I say Revo, y'all say lution Revo (lution) Revo (lution) When I say Revo, y'all say lution Revo (lution) Revo (lution) Yeah
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(free) 03:34
Yeah. Take a look at the past so we can create the future. And shape the future. You know what I mean? Verse 1: There were times all day was spent on Broadway Hardly move, 7 sip brews nonchalantly Play the spot we, chilling, relaxing Watching Dominicana fly girls passing Peep cousin asking for digits and names Spitting his game, but yo something isn't the same It lives in the brain, listen to trains speeding overhead Decisions remain, smoking lead or a loaf of bread You know it was said by Jesus Christ It would be easier to fit a camel through a needle's eye Than for a rich man to go to heaven when he die When will I? Probably on the war field 'Cause revolution pumping through my veins is all I feel Don't get it twisted, I ain't enlisted in no religion Or superstition, but take the jewels and leave the lies See through the eagle eyes, see that's how we survive Some live illegal lives, the criminal is the rich man We just trying to dig ourselves up out of this ditch man Land of opportunity, but you don't see that shit man Five fifteen, nine to five, it's a bitch man Chorus: I reminisce on times, my rhymes never miss It's a bitch ain't it? This shit's tainted Operating, in the interests of the rich, while we ain't got shit But the little bit of crumbs that gets thrown on our way We on our way, to make a change And all I say, is revolution break the chains Verse 2: I ain't slaving for your company, so fuck what you want from me I'd rather die free than to ever live comfortably You're an owner, I'm a worker, nothing's the same And a raise in the wage ain't changing our pain We create all the profits that go into your pockets And what do we get? A little check from your office I'm on a work stoppage, I refuse To make your ass richer while my whole class loose I grab mics and spit for whoever is listening Frankie in Connecticut, Isha out in Michigan Chris and them, hold me down in the Bronx fam To my man 7Wounds down in Maryland Steady making tracks that hit cats like heroin My daughters, think about you no matter where I am Sorry things happened like they did, and I really miss you Keep your daddy in your heart and I'll always be with you (Chorus) Verse 3: While the here and now is occurring, it's turning to the past And it's too late to save it But the future don't occur, we create it, let's make it happen According to the time line, it's my time to take some action Of revolutionary shape and fashion, by break and bashing You know attacking the system Twenty four seven in whatever chance I get sun Fuck politicians, let my ammunition hit them Same with cops, army generals and naval ops Revolution burning inside of me 'til my days are stopped That's the only way I'll stop, this I promise you You'll never see me quit, like electricity to an Amish dude What the fuck is wrong with you, waving the flag That stands for the annihilation of the Indians Same flag was waving, they was enslaving the Africans The past is the path to the future, tell me what's happening (Chorus)
3.
We dealing with doomness, they are killers man They take pride in wiping people out That's how they make their living Those cats don't play This is a war, we've got to use every weapon at our disposal Verse 1: Fuck the rich, I'm poor My girl lives in a shack on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean that spans gigantic expanses My fighting mind is known for writing rhymes in Sanskrit That advance this fight for liberation I write for penetration, hoping my words sink in To your brain and remain in your thinking Cats are drinking big doses of indoctrination They've got this nation right where they want it And those who speak out get put on a wanted sign and hunted Like Martin Luther King, you know he had a dream But as you see, the ruling class didn't agree There's getting to be more thrown behind bars for political cause Free Leonard Peltier, Sherman Austin plus the Cuban Five Who's in line next up to be doing time for their views? Chorus: They never talk about that on the news at ten Government and corporations are using them Who's your friend, who's your enemy is what I ask you Bring the facts forward, first attack in the class war Verse 2: True history is the sickest saga The CIA sponsored the contras who slaughtered the people of Nicaragua All the Sandinistas wanted was freedom and equality Their dreams were smashed by the wrath of big monopolies It's awful these stories are true Now you wonder why the news kept these stories from you 'Cause they're under the control of the ruling class, the government too So don't let democracy fool your ass Or pull your ass to the voting booth, yo know the truth About the world you're in, organize we've got a world to win Shit going down is fucking outrageous Coca-Cola killing workers in Colombia who wanted raises Where's the papers? Filling pages with stories on Kobe Lying, the Sudanese genocide killing civilians slowly Roll these facts into raps, spit them for the people United States controls the world's oldest colony, Puerto Rico (Chorus)
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03:28
Let's rock. Yo, check it. Verse 1: Microphones get blown to pieces Every piece of art that I drop is like Mona Lisa Don't want to see no Hollywood in the women Don't ever follow them Hollow head chickens getting their lips shot up with collagen Slip a cartridge in, I'm ready for the worst With an automatic weapon that off in steady bursts Every verse I release is aimed at hurting the beast Why the wages keep falling while the work is increased No justice to no peace, or feasts For the rich while we're starving From Republica Dominicana, the Philippines to Harlem A guerrilla sees a problem and takes it in his own hands Grown man taking control of his own land Just being responsible, we've got a lot to do First step, open up the hospitals and make it possible For all to receive health care, without an obstacle All we've got to do is make a move, so what's stopping you? Chorus: Make a move (We ain't got nothing to loose) Make a move (We ain't got nothing to loose) So make a move (We ain't got nothing to loose) Make a move (We ain't got nothing to loose but our chains) Make a move (We ain't got nothing to loose) Make a move (We ain't got nothing to loose) Make a move (We ain't got nothing to loose) So make a move (We ain't got nothing to loose but our chains) Verse 2: Peace, rice and beans get ate up and swallowed quick Deal with politics using nickle plated hollow tips Now see if you can follow this, affecting all of us Dwelling in hell ask and I'll tell exactly how hot it is We deal with wage slavery until the day when we abolish it Capitalism is a prison no matter which name you calling it Revolution is coming, get involved with it, form a faction Join a union, start a people's army, forms of action A war of classes, the system we fitting to smash it Don't be scared to make a move, that's why we've never had shit Imagine, food for everybody, no homeless And we're owning the full value of what we making So fuck debating, liberation is our motivation We unite worldwide saying no to nations No divisions, now we're going to make our own decisions Fuck politicians and living in poor conditions (Chorus) Verse 3: Counterrevolutionaries change or get put to bed You prove deadly like drinking out of cups of lead Catch a busted head trying to go against the movement All we're trying to do is, make the people equal How could you oppose this, yo are you evil? Why do you need so much when so many have got zero We don't need a hero, our strength lies in unity Unleash the force of the world's working community Soon to be the rulers and controllers of our destiny Together we'll overcome all armies and their weaponry When will we combine is my only line of questioning The more threatening the system will get until we hit them back Get the gist of that? This is fact, it ain't just a rap Get the map, and make moves international Guerrilla war, hit from out of the trees like an assassin do Attacking you, rich ruling class, tired of asking you (Chorus)
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02:31
Verse 1: Y'all know my style, I'm foul, my nickname is greenbacks I show up on the scene and cause recovered fiends to relapse I've seen cats murder and thieve to get me back When I was kidnapped, you need me to buy bullets to get kids capped A sick fact, but it's true, and wouldn't you Do just about anything to get me in amounts of a million You know, piles to the ceiling, if you're down and you're willing Then make a move, come free me from this prison, they call it a bank When you ain't with me, how bad you want to be, is all you can think You're calling a shrink, for what? Trying to get me off your mind But I pop up again, in the cost of his time Rappers floss in their rhymes, I'm all around you Bound you down to constantly stalking me, there's no way around Stop stallin', 'cause if you ain't involved in Some pursuit of me then you starving, it's appalling (Chorus) My name is dollar bill, for real, the root of all evil Through need I instill greed into all people Y'all will never be equal, as long as I'm here I don't care what you got to do, just come get me! My name is dollar bill, for real, the root of all evil Through need I instill greed into all people Y'all will never be equal, as long as I'm here I don't care what you got to do, just come get me! Verse 2: I move from man to man, land to land, hand to hand, I'm filthy Used to melt me in the old form of gold, I moved on To paper currency, now I'm the only paper that you care about Numbers tattooed on my back trace my whereabouts I'm used to buy everything from Cadillacs to toothpaste Catch me locked down in a politician's suitcase The poor can never have me while the rich can never have enough The type of kid to make a brother flip and stab you up I can tell you that, cats are wildin' off the smell of cash Women that will sell their ass, the shit that will forever last The name is cash, aka, Dollar Bill, so what's up? Y'all know my steelo, big faced, I be folded up Holding up liquor stores to get you more of my company Can get you locked in a cell block, but what you want from me? Start selling crack to get stacks, it's a possibility By I ain't really feeling these communists out for killing me (Chorus)
6.
01:20
(You need to get a job.) What? (You're always sitting around here writing rhymes...) Man, got ahead with that bullshit. (...and reading your books or whatever. You need to get a job man, we've got bills to pay.) Yeah, I don't know about that, right? (Welfare ain't feeding the kids like they need to be fed, you know what I mean?) Man, go ahead with that. (You need to get off your lazy ass and get a job) Man, get the fuck out of here. I'm going to go work for these rich motherfuckers? Every 8 dollars they pay me, they're making 90 off of my work. Verse 1: Get a job, that's what they tell me, the system failed me Trying to throw me in the belly of the corporate machine Working for greed, getting paid $5.15 Minimum wage, men in a cage 9 to 5, I ain't a slave but I survive Coming of age and I'm expected to be directed Like a sheep, into the system, without a peep Every day wake up go to work, come home and sleep Oh and eat, when I can afford to, I'm forced to Sell my labor to some prick that's rich But I'm doing all the work and I ain't got shit What do I get? Taxes taken away from me That's used to pay for these crooked cops And wars where bombs is dropped on boys and girls Men and women that's just trying to make a living like us While the one's that's making the decisions is living it up And the working class dies on the front lines
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03:43
Verse 1: This is a message, for all of y'all living happily In your own little world, content with your apathy Acting like this is the way that the world has to be The majority of people are getting exploited actively Acting passively will never actually achieve a social change And that's the only aim, from now until my older days You know the way I advocate, overthrow with no delay Capitalism overstayed its welcome, so we help them out Rich man beware, we'll remove your wealth Spread it out evenly and then we do for self Nationalize the hospitals and improve our health What did this system ever do to help? Not shit Chorus: Can I reach you? When I release the raps on wax I'm like Che overthrowing Batista Increase the equality, consciousness and unity You know that's what I'm for, so let's grow as a community Can I reach you? When I release the raps on wax I'm like Che overthrowing Batista Increase the equality, consciousness and unity You know that's what I'm for, so let's grow as a community Verse 2: Why does a small elite control all of the wealth? While we die to compete to make a little for self As the cost of living rises, we try to feed our babies They still pay the same though, it seems so crazy There's no job for a high school drop out single mother Even if she finds one, she can't afford the child care Forced to the projects, even though it's wild there You're acting like it's just her fate But this is the shit the system creates Which is why it's the system we hate Open your eyes up, realize what? It's time for all of us to rise up, in the interest of our own And fight the revolution within inches of our homes This rings the bell of truth as it sinks into your dome I would die for what I'm saying, please don't think it's just a poem This rings the bell of truth as it sinks into your dome I would die for what I'm saying, please don't think it's just a poem (Chorus) Verse 3: It's time for a change, it's time to take some action Form a faction, comrades let's make it happen Take my rapping to heart like a coronary This is revolution, not your everyday ordinary War is very harsh, but living life is hard already If you ain't willing to die for something you're alive for nothing So why are you fronting? When poverty is all I see You'd rather be rich or have freedom, justice, equality? It's calling me, so I fight for my freedom And I'm taking control of the life that I'm leading So that life ain't leading me, some of y'all see Injustice in the world, but you'd rather leave it be Never that, when can make it better We've got to keep fighting even if takes forever Never that, when can make it better We've got to keep fighting even if takes forever (Chorus) Can I reach you? When I release the Raps on wax When I release the Raps on wax I'm like Che overthrowing Batista
8.
03:02
Hey yo son. Have you ever been so drunk that you can't even see? Like your eyes don't even work and shit. I ain't ever trying to get drunk like that again. Verse 1: One time for the one line, uptown on my way Lost of focus, lost the day, unplug the RCA Fuck the cost, 'cause everybody take a loss someday One stray from the chair, unfair like this life been Veered down the stairs, twisted like rifling In a barrel, singing carols about the best of years Lay to rest the fears, caught up in a loss of discipline Screaming in a bottle, 'cause ain't nobody listening Not this again, when you're alone booze can feel like the biggest friend Enlisted men from here to Michigan Officially put me out of commission man Feeling like a fish out of water in the boat of a fisherman Fidgeting, I can't get to sleep Got rhymes in my head and my hand wants to creep To grab a pen, and jab it in a notebook Quotes took over my body, sober not hardly Chorus: With that rum in my system like a gun to my liver Poor that shit in the sink, son I'm done with the liquor Hit you like a ton of bricks, or a slug from a shotty It's all about discipline and listening to your body That rum in my system like a gun to my liver Poor that shit in the sink, son I'm done with the liquor Hit you like a ton of bricks, or a slug from a shotty It's all about discipline and listening to your body Verse 2: Brugal, Dominican rum pumping through my veins Brutal, feeling like a lost a shootout And who's in pain? Make you feel like you're insane When you get so smashed that you can't use your brain And you can't move a thing, passed out It's funny though, 'cause I still managed to get this rap out Close the curtains in your glass house, if you start throwing stones I'm gonna mash out and chuck cinder blocks Hey yo, where's the cops? I give a fuck if they come through Hope I hit them too, mic check one, two Show you how the Sun do, light in the dark I write from the heart, if you like it or not You were thought that the Sun never rests I emerge in the East, and I'm setting in the West Yo this could have been a test, but non-fiction is what I'm rapping in I promise that I'll never get drunk like that again (Chorus)
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02:40
Verse 1: Yo, I noted this rhyme as I focused my mind Noticed it's time for revolution so I loaded the nine I hear cops talk, but I know that they're lying Convertible flying down the block as I walk to the train My voice to the mic is like thoughts to brain Cats lost in the fame, off the cost of their chain I constantly rain down flames like a meteor And read to you facts you won't hear in the media 'Cause it's controlled by the corporations It's time for the orchestration and rise of workers' nations Or more starvation and inequality is what lies ahead And if at first we don't succeed then we'll rise again Yea, your propaganda is not phasing me An equal day's pay to me is still wage slavery Until the days when we control what we making The rulers will take it, our souls will be vacant Chorus: Dedicated to the revolutionary lifestyle Run up in the power plant put their lights out Molotov cocktails, to the White House Yo it's time to make a move, when? Right now Dedicated to the revolutionary lifestyle Run up in the power plant put their lights out Molotov cocktails, to the White House Yo it's time to make a move, when? Right now Verse 2: I study Karl Marx, in the parks after dark By candle light, getting spied on by satellites 'Cause the government's watching you So you better watch what they put in those shots at the hospital Try to make it impossible to be overthrown With the global sewn, FBI tap your mobile phone CIA up in your crib when you're not at home Prisoners of a war that we're living in Read your email? Shit, they invented the internet How you figure that they work for the people? Working class, ruling class, never equal There's a few in command that's ruling the land So who's gonna stand for our liberation? Lead the world in murders each year in the killer nation America eats its youth, I speak the truth Hoping that I'm reaching you (Chorus)
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Verse 1: Get live, 'cause I still don't want to die Twenty one years breathing, it's the mister Sunny Season Any reason to rhyme is a reason of mine Seizing the time space and place for freeing the mind Leaving behind bullshit, vision leading the blind Seeing as I'm the MC ripping the mic Allow me to spit what I like, it's kind of strange But light has more effect in the night than in the days In the ways of this world, while it's spinning around the sun Shrouded in mystery and the history has just begun It's been fun, it's been horror, but we seem to manage Even with greedy people trying to take advantage See the damage, our species has inflicted on the planet The human brain invented things from lingerie to cannons And it never seems to stop, guns go pop, pop, pop Every time I watch the news another dude got shot Chorus: Human beings ain't seeing the signs, reason we blind It's time to start freeing the mind, see what you find But don't nobody want to do like that We just dance to the drums and we cool like that Human beings ain't seeing the signs, reason we blind It's time to start freeing the mind, see what you find But don't nobody want to do like that We just dance to the drums and we cool like that Verse 2: Free your mind and your ass will follow, that's the motto All that bullshit they try to feed you, don't ever swallow 'Cause a hollow head is easy to fill, with all of that While a free mind is open to deal, with all the facts Leave tracks on repeat, make rhymes in my brain Sometimes can't explain, how they make it out the pen Taking them, to the end of the tunnel, out of the darkness The sun shine, light up the night, focus your optics Break you out of the boxes, where the thoughts flow free Growing like an oak tree or the mighty red wood Your head could be productive or a piece of dead wood Lead could, pop you in the brain stop your train of thought My point is, waiting for making a move is pointless You've got to act now, for change don't back down When this rap sound come, crashing out of your system Hope the lyrics leave you seeing the vision, if you didn't already (Chorus)
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Verse 1: (Sun Rise Above) Plan for the long run son, but in the short time I contort rhymes, and now here the song comes Long gun rifle game, accurate sniper aim We lived in peace until the beasts and vipers came Fight for praise, righteous days will rise again And I ain't scared to die, 'cause I'm survived by kin Riflemen, guerrilla troops, chill in stoops and tops of buildings Cops are killing, revolutionaries are locked in prison We bring the war, bring the cure like amoxicillin Toxic living, eating swine, I remind These are symptoms of a beaten mind, keep in time Wake a sleeping mind, Slit my wrists and I bleed the time Chorus: This is revolution Fuck the system, wisdom tells me burn the constitution This is our solution We don't stop the shooting Until the cops is loosing Hip hop infusion over tracks, know the facts This is revolution Fuck the system, wisdom tells me burn the constitution This is our solution We don't stop the shooting Until the cops is loosing Hip hop infusion over tracks, load the gats Word. This is Sun Revolution All day. You know what I'm saying? This shit is real. This is real life. Yo 7Wounds, let them know. Verse 2: (7Wounds) I came underneath the flag of Bed Rock, Shell shocked with gamma radiated Pearl handled syndicated nightmares, and the locks don't work Trapped in the alley and the Glocks don't work Trapped in the city where the cops don't work Watch the next nigga's hammer cock and jerk, and pop in your shirt And watch your body drop to the dirt, and watch your wiz for cocking her skirt And she's screaming out stop, 'cause it hurts Can't rape the willing, killing towers manned by collage sisters That rock M dash knowledge sixes And god forbid, missiles deliver Prepare for nine eleven syndrome, heathenish bastards All hail my skin tone, carve scriptures in big stone The seven in the six cornered star split bones Five falcons snap your wishbone and chant culture Out of spiral in papyrus holsters We're rolling boulders from in front of holy Sepulchres (Chorus) Verse 3: (Sun Rise Above) This is revolution, coming through the mic device Strike at night, government hate me 'cause I incite Mass uprisings, don't act surprised when Riots break out, can't escape out the violence That we can inflict, the people is sick Of years of oppression, fear of neglect and You hearing the message, armed uprising Classes colliding, no capitalist surviving Organized, we become much stronger The working class of the world must conquer Before greed and lust conquer You know the deal. Word up. You've got to fight for whatever though. And cling to every fucking inch.
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Yea. Straight out of the jungles. You know what I mean? Yea. We're going to do one for the people's armies of the world. Those who died in the struggle. Those who fought with the preferred method of combat for the people. Yea. Guerrilla war. Guerrilla war. Verse 1: Guerrilla war, hand to hand leave them fearing the fist Uppercut to the jaw of imperialists, They're wary of this Movement and its seriousness My theory is this, Karl Marx and Che Guevara Combined and applied in these days of terror Strike like blazing arrows from the last natives fighting Nepalese people's army, right in the front lines The Black Panthers like Fred Hampton Zapatistas and Shining Path in Peru Yo I dedicate my rapping to you The true freedom fighters Lead a life dedicated to liberation with a nation Facing war and imperial invasion The Mau Mau, Puerto Rican independistas Who fought for their cause and got thrown behind bars The Sandinistas and the Tupac Amaru And everyone who died for a better tomorrow Yea, dedicated to the people's armies. You know what I mean? Past, present and future.
13.
03:06
Verse 1: Certain shit has go to stop like cops and their brutality Stop letting our people turn into casualties Stop dropping bombs instead of dropping food Stop the war, yo somebody stop George Somebody stop the helicopters from flying over my building Yo parents, stop being your children Stop the killing over crack and whose block you're on Stop not paying attention when my motherfucking songs are on Radio stop playing bullshit nonstop People stop buying albums that's not really hot Men stop calling women hoes Drug addicts, coke addicts, stop putting that shit in your nose All that shit has got to stop and you've got to know The one thing you'll never stop is my flow, it's like the Nile Yo, rappers stop biting styles, how many times I hear a rhyme Sounds like somebody already spit it, You need to quit it Verse 2: Stop talking about diamonds every time that you're rhyming Think about the Africans dying when they mine them Plus you lying, look around nobody is rich in the hood So stop acting like shit is all good To the government (fuck y'all), come on y'all stop cutting the welfare And give these 43 million people some healthcare Stop acting like the children in the ghetto ain't worth me Stop acting like it's our fault that we were born poor Stop paying for more war when there are people at home That gotta to sleep in the street because they don't got a home Feed the hungry, home the homeless, shoe the shoeless And stop acting you motherfuckers can't do this To the poor, to the workers, stop acting like friends of these Bosses and business owners that's clearly our enemies We create all profits that pay for their lifestyles So stop sitting on your ass and join a union right now (IWW) (Chorus) Stop what you're doing Take a look around and Stop what you're doing Take a look around yo Stop what you're doing Stop, stop, stop, stop You need to stop what you're doing Take a look around and Stop what you're doing Take a look around yo Stop what you're doing Stop, stop, stop, stop
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00:53
Yea. Prisoners of War. Yea. We're going to bust free. We're fighting for freedom. And fighting for freedom until we've got it. And not some bullshit freedom on paper. But the real. You know what I mean? We're going to Break the Chain. It don't stop here. We're going to spill into the streets right now. The masses are going to rise up. You know what I mean? Peace to the comrades all around the world. Peace to the men. Peace to the women. Peace to the boys and girls. Those that wasn't born yet. Those that already died. You know what I mean? The missing in action. The Prisoners of War. It's a constant struggle. The Class War. You know what I mean? I'm going to see y'all in the battlefield. Peace.

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