Slavná newyorská hardcorová skupina (s rapovými prvky) založená v r. 1988, nezřídka se vyslovující k sociálním a ekologickým otázkám.
Velký ohlas mají alba Urban Discipline a A State Of The World Address. Na konci r. 1995, během natáčení alba...
Looking through these bars and wondering why I'm here
Accused of a crime I did not commit and the police make nothing
clear
Stipped of my rights by the words of another
Locked in a cell with my victimized brothers
In this country, the land of the free
I'm an innocent man arrested guilty
I stand accused, innocent of the crime
Not yet been sentenced but I'm already doing time
[Chorus:]
Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down
Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound
Surrounded by convicted felons, locked down in this cell
What did I ver do to earn this living hell
Busted by cops in need of a collar
Eating donuts four to twelve to earn their dollar
In this country, the land of the free
I am an innocent man arrested guilty
The criminal justice system plagued with dishonesty
They should judge themselves instead of crucifying me
[Chorus]
A pussy power trip throw me in the joint
I feel sorry for you because you're missing the point
You picked the wrong motherfucker and followed it through
Let the hammer of injustice fall on you
[Lead]
You have right to remain silent
Was the bullshit that he said
Put your hands where I can see them
Make one move and you're dead
[Chorus]
To fill a quota and treat my life
Like a number or a statistic
Make once innocent youth outraged
Angry and ballistic
[Chorus 2x]
