These Dreams

Aiyyo put one in the air for the ancestors, why'know?

Cause without them, there'd be no us, that's real

There's something on my mind.. everyday, all the time

It's the legacy, why'know? generations, of black people

Now bust this...

Aiyyo i think about this government, three strikes capital punishment

Enslaved my peoples for four hun-d-red

Yeah, plus some

Often dream of goin' back in time and givin' slaves guns {*buk!*}

So they can watch the master run

Watch them devil try to get away then clap his back with the shotgun

I got one, let's cut his head off

Let's take it to Harriet Tubman, show her that we ready to set it off

She get Nat turner, Nat go get Sojourner

Sojourner send a messenger for Touissant l'overture

Through the underground railroad, we go

Through the dark to the edge of forest to meet with Denmark

Vessey, you know he got soldiers ready

Ready to kill like lions, in the Serengeti

So like a stampede we rush the plantation

Settin' fire to everything, burn them down like cremation

No hesitation, free up the black nation

Kill them devils take his ships and head back for the mainland

The game plan, yet and still it's just a dream

I never forget, in my mind it never leave, aiyyo

I never forget, in my mind it never leave

These dreams, filled with days of slavery

Never forget, in my mind it never leave

These dreams, filled with days of slavery

Aiyyo, aiyyo Jamie was a slave

Every baby she'd have the master would take away

She never seen one long enough to give a name

Everytime the master would rape, Jamie'd feel ashamed

She was only fourteen

Violated, used and abused, far from a queen

I met Jamie in a dream

I gave her a brand new M-16 with two magazines

I told her next time he come around

Act like you want him, get him to lay down

Make sure that he take off his clothing

After that i want you to fill him up, full of bullet holes

Release the whole clip, set trip on that motherfucker

Tell him that's for disrespectin' you and your mother

Your grandmother, your great-grandmother

Your brother your father, in the land they call the mother

Next thing you do is round up all the rest

Stay together and shoot your way to freedom, god bless, aiyyo

Aiyyo, I got Dj Babu in the house

From the world famous, beat junkies

Aiyyo, yo Babs how you feel about this?

And this goes out to all the ancestors

Especially to my grandmother (??)

The foundation, rest in peace

Love you grandma