CeeLo Green, Common - A Song for Assata lyrics

In the Spirit of God
In the Spirit of the Ancestors
In the Spirit of the Black Panthers
In the Spirit of Assata Shakur
We make this movement towards freedom
For all those who have been oppressed
And all those in the struggle
Yeah yo, check it

There were lights and sirens, gunshots firing
Cover your eyes as I describe
A scene so violent seemed like a bad dream
She laid in a blood puddle
Blood bubbled in her chest
Cold air brushed against open flesh
No room to rest, pain consumed each breath
Shot twice with her hands up
Police questioned but shot
Before she answered
One Panther lost his life
The other ran for his
Scandalous the police were as they
Kicked and beat her
Comprehension she was beyond
Trying to hold on
To life she thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like
Got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room she
Could tell by the light
Handcuffed tight to the bed
Through her skin, it bit
Put guns to her head, every word she got hit
"Who shot the trooper?" they asked her
Put mace in her eyes, threatened to blast her
Her mind raced till things got still
Opened her eyes
Realized she's next to her best
Friend who got killed she got chills
They told her: that's where
She would be next
Hurt mixed wit anger, survival was a reflex
They lied and denied visit's from her lawyer
But she was building as they
Tried to destroy her
If it wasn't for this German nurse
They would've served her worse
I read this sister's story
Knew that it deserved a verse
I wonder what would happen if
That would've been me?
All of this just so we could be free
So dig it, y'all

I'm thinking of Assata, yes
Listen to my love, Assata, yes
Your power and pride is beautiful
May God bless your soul

It seemed like the middle of the
Night when the law awakened her
Walkie talkies crackling
I see them when they're taking her
Though she kind of knew
What made the ride peaceful was the
Trees and the sky was blue
Arrived to Middlesex Prison about
6 in the morning
Uneasy as they pushed her to
The second floor in
A cell, one cot, no window, facing hell
Put in the basement of a
Prison with all males
And the smell of misery
Seatless toilets and centipedes
She'd exercise, paint, and begin to read
Two years in a hole, her soul grew weak
Away from people so long she
Forgot how to speak
She discovered freedom is a unspoken sound
And a wall is a wall and can be broken down
Found peace in the Panthers she
Went on trial with
One of the brothers she had a child with
The foulness they would feed her
Hoping she's lose her seed held tight
Knowing the fight would live
Through this seed in need of a doctor
From her stomach she'd bleed
Out of this situation a girl was conceived
Separated from her
Left to mother the Revolution
And lactated to attack hate
'Cause federal and state was built
For a Black fate
Her emptiness was filled with
Beatings and court dates
They fabricated cases, hoping one would stick
And said she robbed places that didn't exist
In the midst of threats on her life
And being caged with Aryan whites
Through dark halls of hate
She carried the light
I wonder what would happen if
That would've been me
All of this just so we could be free
Yeah, I often wonder what would happen
If that would've been me
All of this just so we could be free
So dig it, people

I'm thinking of Assata, yes
Listen to my love, Assata, yes
Your power and pride is beautiful
May God bless your soul

Yo, from North Carolina her
Grandmother would bring
News that she had had a dream
Her dreams always meant what they
Needed them to mean
What made them real was the action in between
She dreamt that Assata was free in
Their old house in Queens
The fact that they always came
True was the thing
Assata had been convicted of a
Murder she couldn't've done
Medical evidence shown she couldn't
Have shot the gun
It's time for her to see the
Sun from the other side
Time for her daughter to be
By her mother's side
Time for this beautiful woman
To become soft again
Time for her to breathe
And not be told how or when
She untangled the chains and escaped the pain
How she broke out of prison
I could never explain
And even to this day they try to get to her
But she's free with political asylum in Cuba

I’m thinking of Assata, yeah
Listen to my love, Assata, yeah
We’re molded from the same mud, Assata
We share the same blood, Assata, yeah
Your power and pride, so beautiful
May God bless your soul
Your power and pride, so beautiful
May God bless your soul

Freedom? You're asking me
About freedom? You're
Asking me about freedom? I'll be
Honest with you i know a
Whole more about what freedom
Isn't than about what it is
Because I've never been free i
Can only share my vision with
You of the future, about what freedom is

The way I see it, freedom is
Is the right to grow, is the right to
Blossom freedom is is the
Right to be yourself, to be
Who you are, to be who you wanna be
To do what you wanna do