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lirik lagu no more prisons – faith santilla

[clears throat]

i pledge allegiance to hypocrisy
land of the free, home of the slave dichotomy
rising joblessness beneath a booming economy and
malcolm on a stamp create the illusion of democracy
decrees of a country whose motto has become
“people before profits, unless they make you some”
i.e. i have “soledad” written all over my victoria’s secret
“san quentin” all over my baby daughter’s gap
“wayside” written on my waistline and
“sing sing” on my shouldеr strap
i got his and her clothing from macy’s and tarjay by
prisoners sewing up in pеlican bay and if i
ever feel the need to just get away, book a flight via [?] for swa

inmates getting paid at an hourly rate
with more than half of it going back to the state
just so the governor can go and create
more prisons

2 hundred billion spent on incarceration
a hundred billion less on higher education
and despite their obvious inverse relation
got a nationwide trend to imprison the population
so long as big wig individuals are making residuals off of recidivism
now our prisons are our schools
and our schools now our prisons

never did i envision this future for my daughter
but without her, would i bear such incentive?
’cause baby girl is growing and
that sh*t is time sensitive

don’t wanna raise my first born on the last leg of armegeddon and
don’t wanna go through the same thing now that i have my second
second*class citizens from third world soils
victims of colonialism and world war ii spoils
tired of toiling, manny set off to the states 40 years ago
15 years old with brother, danny, in tow
stopped off in san fran, found a job in san jo’ and
always send money back for [?]
1976: the body found in a grotto down south
manny convicted of a crime by somebody else with clout
what ever happened to this america he heard all about?
his only salvation, he’s a catholic devout
land of the free, how ironic
a slave to low wages left manny [?]
slowly in stages, tired of being a page
fell into escapades by the time he was of age
leading him to a life behind [?]
where the cellmate who was also from [?], so
peace to the filipinos on death row
life need stop being synonymous with death
death need stop being on every other young man’s breath
breath need stop having to be caught on the midst of a chase and
chase need stop being televised at an hourly pace and
the pace need to be picked up if we want any peace and
pieces need to stop being planted by [?] police and
police need to stop being the antithesis of vision
’cause without any young visions there’ll only be
more prisons

- faith santilla

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