Video y letra de A Song for Assata de Common Sense

Tal vez hayan escuchado la cancion A Song for Assata. Figura como una de las mejores obras de Common Sense. Contiene mucha poesia en su contenido, como veran adelante.

El sencillo que acaban escuchar pertece al album Like Water For Chocolate. Sin palabras, nos quedamos, sobre el video. Sin palabras, nos quedamos, sobre el video.

(Common)
I n the Spirit of God.
I n the Spirit of the Ancest o rs.
I n the Spirit of the Black Panthers.
I n the Spirit of Assata Shakur.
We make thi s movement t owards freedom
fo r all those who have been oppressed, a nd all those i n the struggle.
Yeah. yo, check it-

There were lights a nd sirens, gunshots firi n
Cover your eyes as I describe a scene so violent
Seemed l ike a bad dream, she laid i n a blood puddle
Blood bubbled i n her chest, cold air brushed agai nst open flesh
No room t o rest, pai n consumed each breath
Shot twice wit her ha nds up
Police questioned but shot befo re she answered
One Panther lost hi s li fe, the other ran fo r hi s
Sca ndalous the police were as they kicked a nd beat her
Comprehension she was beyond, tryna hold on
t o li fe. She thought she'd live with no arm
that's what it felt l ike, got t o the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room t o room-she could tell by the light
Ha ndcuffed tight t o the bed, through her ski n it bit
Put guns t o her head, every wo rd she got hit
"Who shot the trooper?" they asked her
Put mace i n her eyes, threatened t o blast her
Her mi nd raced till thi ngs got still
Opened her eyes, realized she's next t o her best friend who got killed
She got chills, they t old her: that's where she would be next
Hurt mixed wit anger-survival was a reflex
They lied a nd denied vi sits from her lawyer
But she was buildi n as they tried t o destroy her
If it wasn't fo r thi s german nurse they woulda served her wo rse
I read thi s si ster's st o ry, knew that it deserved a verse
I wonder what would happen i f that woulda been me?
All thi s shit so we could be free, so dig it, y'all.

(Cee-lo vocals)
I am thi nki n' of Assata, yes.
Li sten t o my Love, Assata, yes.
Your Power a nd Pride i s beauti ful.
May God bless your Soul.

(Common)
It seemed l ike the middle of the night when the law awakened her
Walkie-talkies crackli n, I see 'em when they taki n her
Though she ki nda knew,
What made the ride peaceful was the trees a nd the sky was blue
Arrived t o Middlesex Pri son about six i nna mo rni ng
Uneasy as they pushed her t o the second floo r i n
a cell, one cot, no wi ndow, faci ng hell.
Put i n the basement of a pri son wit all males
A nd the smell of mi sery, seatless t oilets a nd centipedes
She'd exerci se, (pai nt?,) a nd begi n t o read
Two years i nna hole. Her soul grew weak
Away from people so long she fo rgot how t o speak
She di scovered frredom i s a unspoken sound
A nd a wall i s a wall a nd can be broken down
Found peace i n the Panthers she went on trial with
One of the brothers she had a child with
The foulness they would feed her, hopi n she's lose her seed
Held tight, knowi ng the fight would live through thi s seed
I n need of a doct o r, from her st omach she's bleed
Out of thi s situation a girl was conceived
Separated from her, left t o mother the Revolution
A nd lactated t o attack hate
Cause federal a nd state was built fo r a Black fate
Her empti ness was filled with beati ngs a nd court dates
They fabricated cases, hopi ng one would stick
A nd said she robbed places that didn't exi st
I n the midst of threats on her li fe a nd bei ng caged with Aryan whites
Through dark halls of hate she carried the light
I wonder what would happen i f that woulda been me?
All of thi s shit so we could be free.
Yeah, I often wonder what would happen i f that woulda been me?
All of thi s shit so we could be free, so dig it, people-

(Cee-Lo)
I am thi nki n' of Assata, yeah.
Li sten t o my Love, Assata, yeah.
Your Power a nd Pride, so Beauti ful…
May God bless your Soul.
Oooh.

(Common)
Yo
From No rth Caroli na her gra ndmother would bri ng
news that she had had a dream
Her dreams always meant what they needed them t o mean
What made them real was the action i n between
She dreamt that Assata was free i n they old house i n Queens
The fact that they always came true was the thi ng
Assata had been convicted of a murder she couldna done
Medical evidence shown she couldna shot the gun
It's time fo r her t o see the sun from the other side
Time fo r her daughter t o be by her mother's side
Time fo r thi s Beauti ful Woman t o become soft agai n
Time fo r her t o breathe, a nd n ot be t old how o r when
She untangled the chai ns a nd escaped the pai n
How she broke out of pri son I could never explai n
A nd even t o thi s day they try t o get t o her
but she's free with political asylum i n Cuba.

(Cee-Lo vocals)
I am thi nki n' of Assata, yeah.
Li sten t o my Love, Assata, yeah.
We're molded from the same mud, Assata.
We share the same Blood, Assata, yeah.
Your Power a nd Pride, so Beauti ful…
May God bless your Soul.
Your Power a nd Pride, so Beauti ful…
May God bless your Soul.
Oooh.

(Assata)
Freedom! You aski n me about freedom. Aski n me about freedom?
I'll be honest with you. I know a whole mo re about what freedom i sn't
than about what it i s, cause I've never been free.
I can only share my vi sion with you of the future, about what freedom i s.
Uhh, the way I see it, freedom i s– i s the right t o grow, i s the right t o
blossom.
Freedom i s -i s the right t o be yourself, t o be who you are,
t o be who you wanna be, t o do what you wanna do. (fade out)

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