Headed to the Streets [Single]

by Die Jim Crow

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The first single release from Die Jim Crow, "Headed to the Streets" features two hot remixes by renowned bassist and producer Bill Laswell and Die Jim Crow co-producer dr. Israel.

Headed to the Streets was written by B.L. Shirelle at Muncy State Correctional Institution (Muncy PA) in May 2015, a few months before she was set to be released. Her lyrics were sent to Anthony “Big Ant” McKinney and Mark B. Springer, both lifers incarcerated at Warren Correctional Institution (Lebanon OH), for composition.

In November 2015, Fury Young and dr. Israel recorded Ant’s vocal and the song’s instrumental track with incarcerated musicians at WCI. When B.L. was released in December 2015, her vocals were recorded in her hometown of Philly. The lead guitar is by gHSTS & gUITARS, who spent his youth in and out of juvenile facilities in New York. The background vocals in the last chorus are by Ezette Edouard and Dexter Nurse, who were both incarcerated in the New York state prison system.

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released June 19, 2018

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Die Jim Crow Brooklyn, New York

Die Jim Crow is a concept album about the black American experience in the era of mass incarceration.

The music is written and performed by formerly and currently incarcerated artists from across the country.

The Die Jim Crow EP is available now. The full length LP will be released in 2020.
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Track Name: Headed to the Streets
Headed to the Streets
lyrics by B.L. Shirelle

I wake up sweatin’ sweatin’
I be sweatin’ in my sheets
Everytime I go to sleep
I be headed to the streets
I be diggin’ findin’ searchin’ for whoever got it cheap
I be rippin’ robbin’ murkin’ tryna settle all my beef
I had a dream like Martin Luther
It was killed by Freddie Krueger
Gotta live to find my purpose
Not accepting this defeat
I wake up sweating in my sheets
Everytime I go to sleep
I be headed to the streets

Another day another hope for a dolla’ I hit the pavement
Been filling out 20 applications
A day since I got out
I see my old niggas and they shout out
They like “What you need? I got you”
They pull they knots out
We start reminiscing
The good times get my attention
Gotta admit this shit is hard
I’m getting tempted
LIke fuck these hungry nights
Fuck these fried bologna nights
This shit is a lonely life
Lonely night
Lonely night

Without a call back I’ll make a little wealth
If I gotta chop a tree down make the paper myself
As I chop a key down I’m truly truly hating myself
Then out of a nightmare
I awaken myself

Give me my dreams or give me ya fiends
I’m haunted by the penitentiary screams
VICTIMIZED
Shiesty bitches with schemes
INSTITUTIONALIZED
I carry razors in the slits of my jeans
Hidden in seams
Tell me what this liberty means
Now that I’m out can I live and be free?
Can I work for a company that pays more than minimally?
Will I give up before I get to see what’s in it for me?
This ain’t about material
It’s about looking in the mirror seein’ inferior
Society don’t trust you – they couldn’t get any learier
I’m tired from my struggle – I couldn’t get any wearier
I’m happy, I’m sad, anxious, angry, plain hysteria
Mixed with terror
New territory – always scarier
I killed my old habits
Drug ‘em to a wooded area
But couldn’t seem to bury ‘em
Bag of bones I carry ‘em
Sick as fuck I cherish ‘em

I wake up wake up wake up
I wake up
I be sweatin’ in my sheets
Everytime I go to sleep
I be headed to the streets
I be diggin’ findin’ searchin’ for whoever got it cheap
I be rippin’ robbin’ murkin’ tryna settle all my beef
I had dream like Martin Luther it was killed by Freddie Krueger Gotta live to find my purpose not acceptin’ this defeat

BUT –
I WAKE UP
SWEATIN’ IN MY SHEETS
EVERYTIME I GO TO SLEEP
I BE HEADED TO THE –

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