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Below are the transcripts, organized alphabetically for video works featured in Prisoner of Love.
Arthur Jafa, Love Is The Message, The Message Is Death
And she says, “Call 911, my name is Amanda Berry.” I knew something was wrong when a little pretty white girl ran into a black man’s arms. Something is wrong here. Dead giveaway, dead giveaway.
I’m tryna keep my faith
- We on an ultralight beam
- We on an ultralight beam
- This is a God dream
- This is a God dream
- This is everything
- Deliver us serenity
- Deliver us peace
- Amazing…
- The description doesn’t fit
- It’s not a synonym of minutes
- That’s why we need you now, oh I
- Pray for Paris
- Pray for the parents
- This is a God dream
- This is a God dream
- This is a God dream
- We on an ultralight beam
- We on an ultralight beam
- This is a God dream
- This is a God dream
- Deliver us serenity
- Deliver us peace
- Deliver us loving
- We know we need it
- Lord knows we need it
- You know we need it
- Teach me how to dougie
- Aye
- They be like smooth
- What?
- Can you teach me how to dougie?
- You know why?
- This is a God dream
- We on an ultralight beam
- We on an ultralight beam
- This is a God dream
- This is a God dream
- This is everything
- But I’m lookin’ for more
- Somewhere I can feel safe
- This is me, the B.I.G.
- So why send depression not blessings?
- Why, oh why’d you do me wrong?
- More
- You persecute the weak
- To save
- Don’t have much strength to fight
- So I look to the light
- Lord
- To make these wrongs turn right
- I look to the light
- Hey, cause I know that you’ll make everything alright
- And I know that you’ll take good care of your child
- Oh, no longer am afraid of the night
- When they come for you, I will shield your name
- I will field their questions, I will feel your pain
- They don’t know, they don’t
- They don’t know, they don’t know
- Foot on the Devil’s neck ‘til they drifted Pangaea
- I’m moving all my family from Chatham to Zambia
- Treat the demons just like Pam
- I mean I fuck with your friends, but, damn, Gina
- I been this way since Arthur was anteater
- Now they wanna hit me with the woo wap the bam
- Tryna snap photos of familia
- My daughter look just like Sia
- You can’t see her
- You can feel the lyrics and spirit coming in braille
- Tubman of the underground, come and follow the trail
- I made Sunday Candy, I’m never going to hell
- I met Kanye West, I’m never going to fail
- He said let's do a good ass job with Chance 3
- I hear you gotta sell it to snatch the Grammy
- Let’s make it so free and the bars so hard
- That there ain’t one gosh darn part you can’t tweet
- This is my part, nobody else speak
- This is my part, nobody else speak
- This little light of mine
- Glory be to God, yeah
- I’mma make sure that they go where they can’t go
- If they don’t wanna ride I’mma still give them raincoats
- Know what God said when he made the first rainbow
- Uh, I’m just having fun with it
- You know that a nigga was lost
- I laugh in my head
- Cause I bet that my ex looking back like a pillar of salt
- Ugh, cause they’ll flip the script on your ass like Wesley and Spike
- You cannot mess with the light
- We on an ultralight beam
- We on an ultralight beam
- This is a God dream
- This is a God dream
- I’m tryna keep my faith
- Faith
- Yes, Jesus
- But I’m looking for more
- Somewhere I can feel safe
This is everything
Mmmm, I’m tryna keep my faith
Deliver us loving
…Grace
You know we need it
Then forget it and turn
This is everything
Everything (Thing, thing, thing)
The mundane Afro preachers recognize that you’re not aliens
I’m trying to keep my faith
Mommy!
Joaquin, stop, stop, stop.
Mommy! Wake up!
Stop.
But I’m looking for more
You know we need it
That’s why we need you now, oh, I
Cause all the girls love me
She said, “Somethin’ ain’t right.” I said, “Ahh, man.” She said, “Aww, man, the building is on fire.”
I got my kids and we bouncin’.
This is a God dream
I been dreamin’, I been dreamin’
Everything (Thing, thing, thing)
I’m tryna keep my faith.
That’s it, don’t run away, walk backwards, keep your hands up in the air. Keep going.
Come on back, come on back, keep walkin’ backwards.
I’m just why?
Keep walking backwards. Put your hands behind your head. Right here. Come on back.
What is wrong?!
We don’t have a gun.
Get in the car.
My kids.
How old are they?
How old are they?
They’re six and eight. What is going on? Oh my God, you’re gonna terrify my children.
And end my holy war.
And now, Mr. Wallace.
Competition never ever same story
I’m tryna keep my faith
Because it makes you feel so strong
So what would America be like if we loved black people as much as we loved black culture?
Head up high.
I want my mom!
Cause I, I look to the light
Just throw this at the end if I’m too late for the intro
Look at Lil Chano from 79
This is everything
Yes, God
Hallelujah
Everything (Thing, thing, thing)
And end my holy war
I’m tryna keep my faith
That’s what the police do to you
Father, this prayer is for everyone that feels they’re not good enough. This prayer’s for—
Put your hands up against the wall
—everybody that feels like they're too messed up. For everyone that feels they've said "I'm sorry" too many times. You can never go too far when you can't come back home again. That's why I need...
Faith
In the war we was looking for
More
God, please keep my little brother
Safe
Don’t stand here, we fighting this
War
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