Mistaken Identity

(album: Urban Discipline - 1992)

Looking through these bars and wondering why I'm here
Accused of a crime I did not commit, the police made nothing clear
Stripped of my rights by the words of another
Locked in a cell with my victimized brothers
In this country, the land of the free
I'm an innocent man arrested, guilty

I stand accused, innocent of the crime
Not yet been sentenced but I'm already doing time
Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down
Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound

Surrounded by convicted felons, locked down in this cell
What did I ever do to earn this living hell?
Busted by cops in need of a collar
Eating donuts four-to-twelve to earn their dollar
In this country, the land of the free
I am an innocent man arrested, guilty!

The criminal justice system plagued with dishonesty
They should judge themselves instead of crucifying me
Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down
Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound

A pussy power trip to throw me in the joint
I feel sorry for you because you're missing the point
You picked the wrong motherfucker and followed it through
Let the hammer of injustice fall on you

"You have the right to remain silent"
Was the bullshit that he said
"Put your hands where I can see 'em
Make one move and you're dead"

Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down
Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound

To fill a quota and treat my life
Like a number or a statistic
Make once-innocent youth outraged
Angry and ballistic

Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down
Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound

Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down
Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound