Gil Scott-Heron - King Alfred Plan lyrics

Brothers and sisters there is a place for you in America Places are being prepared and readied night and day, night and day The white boy's plan is being readied night and day, night and day Listen close to what rap say bout traps like Allenwood P.A. Already in D.C. to preventatively detain you and me How long you think it's going to be before even our dreams ain't free You think I exaggerate check out Allenwood P.A. And night and day, night and day - the white boy's plotting night and day, night and day The Jews and Hitler come to mind The thought of slavery far behind But white paranoia is here to stay The white boy's scheming night and day, night and day What you think bout the King Alfred Plan You ain't heard; where you been man If I may paraphrase the government notice reads: "Should there at anytime become a clear and present danger initiated by any radical element threatening the operation of the government of the United States of America, members of this radical element shall be tranported to dentention centers until such time as their threat has been eliminated - code KING ALFRED" Bullsh** I bet you say there ain't no Allenwood P.A. And people ain't waiting night and day, night and day, night and day There will be without the Motown sound and thunderbird Wollowing in the echoes of Mlcolm's words There must be black unity, there must be black unity For in the end unity will be thrust upon us and we upon it and each other Lock in cages penned, hemmed in shoulder to shoulder - arms out-stretched For just a crust of bread,watermelon, mirages and oasis that does not exist c*ntured up by the bubbling stinch of unwash bodies and unsanitary quarters Concrete and bobbed-wire, babies screaming Stumbling around in a mental circle because you never cared enough to be black In the end unity will be thrust upon us - lanketed, stipled A salty taste in your mouth from blood oozing from cracks and wooly heads Red pools becoming thicker than syrup slow down your face Spurs matte from the life force sprung loose from wells Welled deep by the enforcers of mock justice of the red, white and blue In the end unity will be thrust upon us Let us unite because of love and not hate Let us unite on our own and not because of bobbed-wired d**h You dare not ignore the things I say Whitey's waiting night and day, night and day, night and day, night and day