Gil Scott-Heron — No Knock lyrics

Lyrics

You explained it to me, I must admit, but just
For the record, you were talking shit
Long rapped about no-knock being legislated
For the people you’ve always hated
In this hellhole that you, we, call home
No-knock, the man will say
To keep that man from beating his wife
No-knock, the man will say
To protect people from themselves
No-knocking, head-rocking
Enter, shocking, shooting, cussing
Killing, crying, lying, and
Being white. No-knock
No-knocked on my brother Fred Hampton
Bullet holes all over the place
No-knocked on my brother Michael Harris
And jammed a shotgun against his skull
For my protection? Who’s gonna protect me from you?
The likes of you? The nerve of you?
To talk that shit face-to-face
Your tomato face deadpan, your deadpan
Deadening another freedom plan
No-knocking, head-rocking
Enter, shocking, shooting, cussing
Killing, crying, lying, and
Being white. No-knock
But if you’re wise, no-knocker
You’ll tell your no-knocking lackeys—ha!
No-knock on my brothers' heads
No-knock on my sisters' heads
No-knock on my brothers' heads
No-knock on my sisters' heads
And double-lock your door
Because, soon, someone may be no-knocking—ha, ha!
For you
No-knock. To be slipped into John Mitchell’s suggestion box