The Cage
Went to the liquor store & bought some cigarettes
Got some lotto tickets and lost all our bets
Cruisin’ in our Caddy down Chancellor Avenue way
Street was dark as heaven on its bluest day
We’re all hanging in the cage
We’re all feeling some rage
It’s time to turn the page
We’re all hanging in the cage
Saw lights flashing in the mirror they’re blue and red
Hoping praying to God we don’t wind up dead
Got some weed and open Hennessy stashed in the back seat
Here’s where the good hood & suburbia meet
We’re all hanging in the cage
We’re all feeling some rage
It’s time to turn the page
We’re all hanging in the cage
New York City pretty skyline
Sinatra’s music twas never mine
Shakespeare my dear is still here
Maybe in a moment I’ll disappear
FBI told many a lie at Wounded Knee
Pine Ridge Reservation we’re still far from free
Olivia Benton a name of fame in fantasy
Justice & Love is our new reality
No justice no peace
Know justice know peace.
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