Behind the Lines - Genesis

I held the book so tightly in my hands I saw your picture, heard you call my name There was something strange, I could not look away I wanted to be there, I wanted to go You gave me no warning You gave no reason But I was with you Right by your side Just give me the strength, and I will help you And they can try their hardest, 'cause they don't frighten me It's written in the book It's hotter than I've known before But I feel so cold, and I don't know why But if the fire within your heart can beat the storm Then I really believe, you could make it right Ooh,the time has come now We must show our feelings But I'm looking right through you And your heart is empty Whatever happened to you it's too late to change now There's nowhere you can run to, no place to hide Ah you let me down! But wait a minute, I don't understand It's getting stronger, so grab my hand Don't wanna leave you, don't wanna go But I'm losing all control Can't you see me? I'm slipping away I can only stay if you've the will to keep me here It is written in the book Oh, so many times since I've read those words Just waiting to see you, can you see me?

I held the book so tightly in my hands I saw your picture, heard you call my name It was strange, I could not look away I had to be there, I wanted to go You gave me no reason, you gave me no warning But I was with you, by your side Give me the strength so I can help you And I can be strong now, they don't frighten me It's written in the book The sun is hotter than before But inside it's cold, I wonder why But if the fire within your heart can beat the storm Well, I believe we can make it right It's time now, to show our feelings Looking through you, your heart's empty Whatever happened to you, you can't change it Nowhere to run to, please, oh, please don't let me down But wait a minute, I don't understand It's getting stronger, hold my hand Don't wanna leave you, I don't wanna go But I'm losing all control Can't you see me, I'm slipping away I can only stay if you've the will to keep me here Oh Lord It's written in the book I held the book so tightly in my hands I saw your picture, heard you call my name Oh, and even though we never, never touched I keep waiting for you just the same

Yo, little Khadejah pops is locked, he wanna pop the lock But prison ain't nothin but a private stock And she be dreamin 'bout his date of release She hate the police But loved by her grandma who hugs and kisses her Her father's a political prisoner, free Fred Son of a Panther that the government shot dead Back in 12-4-1969 4 o clock in the mornin, it's terrible but it's fine Cuz Fred Hampton jr., looks just like him Walks just like him, talks just like him And it might be frightenin, the feds and the snitches See him organize the gang, brothers and sisters So he had to be framed yo, you know how the game go 18 years because the 5-0 said so They said he set a fire to a Arab store But he ignited the minds of the young black and poor Behind enemy lines, my niggas is cellmates Most of the youth never escape the jail fate Super maximum camps will advance they game plan To keep us in the hands of the man locked up Hello Collect call from Ness Where are you Yo shit is crazy boo, I miss you Have you been alright Yo, can you put some money in my commisary Little Kenny been smokin lucy since he was 12 Now he 25 locked up wit a L They call him triple K, cuz he killed 3 niggas Another ghetto child got turned into a killa His pops was a Vietnam veteran on heroin Used like a pawn by these white North Americans Mama couldn't handle the stress so went crazy Grandmama had to raise the baby Just a young boy, born to a life of poverty Hustlin, robbery, whatever brung the paper home Carried the chrome like a blind man hold a cane Tattoos all over his chest so you could know his name But y'all know how the game go Deez kicked in the front door and guess who they came for A young nigga headed for the pen, coulda been, shoulda been Never see the hood again Behind enemy lines, my niggas is cellmates Most of the youth never escape the jail fate Super maximum camps will advance they game plan To keep us in the hands of the man locked up Behind enemy lines, my niggas is cellmates Most of the youth never escape the jail fate Super maximum camps will advance they game plan To keep us in the hands of the man locked up You aint gotta be locked up to be in prison Look how we livin 30, 000 niggas a day, up in the bing, standin routine They put is in a box just like our life on the block Behind enemy lines You aint gotta be locked up to be in prison Look how we livin 30, 000 niggas a day, up in the bing, standin routine They put is in a box just like our life on the block Behind enemy lines