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The Last Poets - Panther lyrics
The home of the free, the land of the brave, The fear and frustration dance on your grave Where martial law blows in the breeze and where basketball’s played in the region service No more health care, and no more dreams, No more heroes and no more themes College education at a minimum wage Looking at the future and then turning the page Homeless and shelters and homeless tomorrow One paycheck away from homeless sorrow The global economy becomes a global slave Who do we disposal then? Who do we save? The panther is yearning the rhythm and blues Conservative smile from the five o’clock news Here comes news, here comes the ground, Here comes the fury, here come the sound No more health care, and no more dreams, No more heroes and no more themes No more health care, and no more dreams, No more heroes and no more themes Hit bin for America for contracts to kill White wing fallacies on a lethal thrill Debates on … the media leaks They get to talk shows and we get the fix Neighborhood jails for neighborhood crimes Family and friends drop neighborhood times/dimes No public TV, no public opinion Total oppression to a total dominion The real design, the ultimate plan, Confusing God, God becomes man Bobby Hutching was the first to go The panther raved and planed to go He licked his wounds, he buried his dead Be bowed his evidence/elegance, but never his head Into the country, out the back door CIA, Dee, ain’t pippin’ this hore Guns and badges and ID cards Corruption complete with the security guards The kilo over … five a gram Are closely related to Uncle Sam We used to fill bags, used to … Playing with justice, playing the pro No more health care, and no more dreams, No more heroes and no more themes No more health care, and no more dreams, No more heroes and no more themes Mama’s at the crack house, Dad is at the border Dial 911 and place your order The war on drugs one great big joke Hey, you finish the paper work and I finish the coke Record companies were thumbs of the heir Blowing smoke up your ass while I’m passing gas Sing your song. Tap your feet. There goes our music, here comes their beat It once was real, it once true, It once had meaning, we once knew Powerful men with so little eyes Feasting with the children when they are losing their lives Control, manipulate, manipulate, control, They pump up the volume and twist our soul Once you caught up, once you sacrifice Humphrey Hampton paid the price They came form the hut. They came from the street. With that blunt knifes or hip-hop beat Ghettos got that mental fatigue Who was down and who was in league Gangster Rap, Gangster Sound, Gangster dreams of who I am The rural south, the industrial north, The panther came stalking. The panther came forth. Huey, Bobby and Geronimo Path OpHepimio Messada, some of all of that Young, precautious and very brave They made mistakes but always gave We’re responsible, we sold them out They still have support. We gained them doubt. Afraid of ourselves, afraid to be free Afraid of being what it means to be No more health care, no more dreams, No more heroes and no more themes No more health care, no more dreams, No more heroes and no more themes Niggers, niggers desiring the American skies Trying to COINTELPRO on Versailles Turning their back on the rising sun Turning their backs on a loaded gun Caught in between what it means to be white The phony left and the danger that’s right/white Protect yourself, protect your kind Self-defense from a self-less mind Justice for yours, justice for all The beauty of the panther up against the wall He wins, he loses, he fights again His love for freedom his only friend Understand the panther Understand the law The fight for justice can be brutal |
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