Texty: Last Poets (The). Other. No More Prisons.

(feat. Hurricane G.)

Check check check it out, check it out, check it out
Check check check it out, check it out, check it out
Check check check it out, check it out, check it out
Check check check it out, check it out, check it out

We need, more prisons, like a hole in the head
A prison is a home for the living dead
It is time for us to recognize that every man must be free
if we really want to see eternity

Understand that the spirit, is a prime source of life
that can only be stifled, when put behind bars
We must all have an opportunity to shine like stars

We need more prisons like a hole in the head
Prisons create, living dead
Prisons create, living dead

[repeat to fade:] (Check check check it out, check it out, check it out)