CAPITAL-''X'' - From The Frontlines lyrics

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Capital-"X" is coming from the Frontlines, the bloody trenches

The muddy killing fields, of Huntsville Texas

Where I stood amongst hundreds of unmarked graves of murdered brothas and sistas

Sacrificed by politicians, trying to maintain their positions

Man there's over 2 million, men, women and children

Locked up in prisons, in foul up conditions

Man you seen Abu Ghraib, well Polunsky unit's no different

I spit evidence, that's relevant to what's really going on

Man I'll make you see why children go to schools heavily armed

When I'm finished just don't be ignorant and think this was only a song

Man I spit Holy Scriptures like the 59th Psalm

Forget remaining silent, I be speaking in tongues

And my words will keep speaking, even if I'm hung like Saddam

I'm the Voice of the Voiceless, strapped with lyrical bombs

I spit and leave casualties dying on the Governor's lawn

I'm Capital-"X" mutha fucka's, the Revolution is on

Coming From the Front Lines, the Bloody Trenches

The muddy killing fields, of the war for justice

The front lines, where some never go home

Reach for your phone cops will rock 10 shots to ya dome

From the front lines, the blood stained streets

Where we're preyed on by police, looking to feed the beast

Coming from the front lines, where I'll spend my last day

Leave in hail of gun fire or locked in a cage

I speak for every prisoner buried in an unmarked grave

For every prisoner waiting to be murdered by the state

And for every prisoner, that's being worked like a slave

For every one of my brothas and sisters working for minimum wage

For every child, locked up in a cage

Man I will fight till the grave, and pump my mic like a twelve gauge

While cowards let their own blood die in cage

Fuck that I'll go out like Johnathon Jackson back in days

Man since 9-11, I've seen the new wave

Mass incarceration, prison privatization

Hell our own president held stocks in private prison corporations

Then we wonder why, terrorists wage war on our nation

Heavy police occupation, got us all under surveillance

Masses blind to the facts, sedated on medications

Man we need organizations, with affirmative action

Before they attack us, get up and attack them

No justice, no it's not just us

London, England shits just as fucked up

It's just as corrupt, bullets are quick to erupt

Our loved ones dying in the hands, of those we thought we could trust

Over 1000 lives lost, modern day holocaust

Police brutality, use of excessive force

The line has been crossed, now there's no turning back

Man they'll probably shoot me in the back, saying this track's a terrorist act

Man I come strapped with the facts, ready for combat

Just like a brainwashed ghetto child sent to kill in Iraq

We're all under attack, and they're shooting to kill

Operation Kratos, got me ready to kill

I'm opening fire, making the blood spill

From Parliament all the way to capitol hill

Injustice, got us up against the wall

Injustice, has got me ready for war