Sept. 11, 2016

Prone Out

by LeVar E. Jones (author's profile)

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Prone Out

It's a nice day on the yard. It's 'bout 82 degrees
Wind giving a nice breeze, blowing through the tall palm trees

Almost time to go in, but something looks strange
Can't put your finger on it, but you're sensing some type of change

Nobody playing sports, nobody running on the track
Blacks acting like it's a game and it's 'bout to crack

Laughing with each other the entire time
Only people who see it are the OGs, youngstas are blind

They never wanna peep and check their surroundings out at the scene
Even the guard sees it, and loads and cocks the mini-14

They're yelling, "Charge!" like it was some type of civil war
While some others start running for the yard door

Trying to program and really don't wanna get involved
And a big race riot is about to evolve

Guards start running, yelling out, "Get down!"
The guard in the tower is letting out lethal rounds

He seen a knife. Pow! An inmate hits the ground
Lethal weapon justified force when the mini-14 chambers a round

Knives being picked up and in ya neck you can get stuck
You just got out of the hole. Boy, you got some shitty ass luck

Canisters of pepper spray, rubber bullets, and 400 coughs
Well, 399, 'cause the guard blew one of the inmates' heads off

It took a lot of blood on the ground, 100 beads of sweat
You're part of the problem or solution. Either way, you're a target

PR-22 batons are extend-able and will hit you in the mouth
If you're in that situation, I encourage you to prone out

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