Lyrics Dead Man Walking - Paris, T-K.A.S.H.

Dead Man Walking

Palin was a lesbian, Clinton was a thespian
George H.W.
Bush is still relevant
How many so-called liberals and progressives sound racist
When they talk about the first Black president?
2Pac Shakur’s still alive
Eazy-E tested negative for AIDS when he died
Mac Dre was never given the full credit deserved
For keepin' the Bay alive 'til the day that he died
Gavin Newsom broke away with his wife to go and play with a guy
The same people who claim Iran is Al-Qaeda
Sold guns to 'em for money to fund the crack rock epidemic
Back in late '85, they lie
Forty-six US congressmen
Also are in British House of Parliament
The government will not win the War on Terror in our country
Because they started it
Come quick, I’ll see a dead man walkin'
Raised from the grave so the feds can’t chalk him
He only responds to Hard Truth and Guerrilla Funk idyllic intellect
So it’s best you stay off him
Come quick, I’ll see a dead man walkin'
Raised from the grave so the feds can’t chalk him
Born, rested in peace in American streets
The deceased resurrected to teach rebellious speech to each
Abraham Lincoln didn’t free us
Our belief in Jesus was beaten to us
Plus, he’s kin to us
Besides music and sports, America doesn’t remember us
February, they pretend to us
But by the end of the month, come back into the cuffs
California prison industrial system instructed
To make people not knowin' that prison is fucked
Make a change for the better and they laugh at us
Make a turn for the worse, they attract to us
Unless it’s based around makin' more money for rich, white men
The government ain’t really got nothin' planned for us
Democrats is getting smootha
Selling me Kennedy is a saint, but he killed Patrice Lumumba
The Department of Homeland Security was started in the sixties
By a woman named Hoover
Come quick, I’ll see a dead man walkin'
Raised from the grave so the feds can’t chalk him
He only responds to Hard Truth and Guerrilla Funk idyllic intellect
So it’s best you stay off him
Come quick, I’ll see a dead man walkin'
Raised from the grave so the feds can’t chalk him
Born, rested in peace in American streets
The deceased resurrected to teach rebellious speech to each
Bottomline, 9/11 was a trick
To my homies on the corner that’s already been hit
Young, Black law graduate, mastered it, tastered it
Pulled over for runnin' the light and got his mask split
Police harassment
Is happenin' fast again amongst Black men
Legitimate straps in a just action
Could have a pig moonwalkin', backspin, like a Jackson
The reason why we go dumb
Is the question where dope from
I see a vision of slavery on Mars, no bars, just stars
Overlookin' dead wax at the end of the ropes hung
Meanwhile, back home on planet Earth
The Almighty has planned to return to shatter her
For practicin' God’s plan in reverse
Has forewarned in every book, chapter, and verse
The last word, class is heard
Come quick, I’ll see a dead man walkin'
Raised from the grave so the feds can’t chalk him
He only responds to Hard Truth and Guerrilla Funk idyllic intellect
So it’s best you stay off him
Come quick, I’ll see a dead man walkin'
Raised from the grave so the feds can’t chalk him
Born, rested in peace in American streets
The deceased resurrected to teach rebellious speech to each