I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Buckshot LeFonque Lyrics


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In jail, without the bail, in jail

[Chorus over Intro Speaking]
You know what I'm saying, you got these wack emcees out here, you
know what I'm saying, they do three days in the county, you know what
I'm saying, and come home and write a rhyme about doin' bids, you know
what I'm saying, shankin', shankin' people, doin' time, they don't know
nothing 'bout time. Man, I got people locked down, you know what I'm saying

[One Man Army]
Yo its handcuffed, in the back of the bus, forty of us
The road it was rough, plus nobody I could trust (trust)
Headed upstate, no chance for escape
Barbed wire and guards and the gun tower secured the gate
My uncle's fate, was life without parole
Thank God I was blessed with an out date
I can't wait, but I got to
You probably wouldn't have did what I did to catch a bid, but I'm not you
I got a crew still on the street, they don't write me letters
No time to visit a brotha, or bother to send me cheddar
Never did I sweat it, I know they got a life to live
My man J, had a wife and kids
And these are the consequences, my actions committed
Some cats that I used to visit, now I live with
Along with swillas, killas, drug dealas, some rich brothas
Crackheads, con artists, child molesters, dick suckers
All types of individuals
Sorta like a melting pot for criminals.
The system is designed to stock the plentiful
This old cat from the hood
Told me, "Out of every bad situation comes some good"
Its understood
Prison ain't good for my health
Lookin' in the mirror, introducing me to myself
I studied my thoughts, my ways, the routes I took
Yo, I read daily, it ain't all about the books
Its all about the lessons you learn, through your experience
Applying it in a positive way, period
All praise due to Allah, I used to Skeme
'Til he showed me the straight way, (Arabic ???)
Now I'm on the V-I, telling Moms about Islam
She called me a blasphemous fool, I stayed calm
The world wasn't ready for the changes I made
They were waitin' for the nigga I was in twelfth grade
Everyday, the same old thing, I walked the yard
Set up in the chow hall, with Abdul Rahim
Cats waitin' in infirmary lines, for they medicines
Boorish Americans, walk around, with circum sevens (?)
And older heads playin' horseshoes, sometimes chess
Trippin' when I first seen a faggot with breasts
In the shower with a cap, gettin' hit from the back
White dudes, on basketball courts, kickin' hacky-sacks
Broad games, card games--face it
Everybody, time on they hands--most of it wasted
Anything to make the time fly, soon as possible
Some cats used to sleep all day, that's unacceptable
Heads getting cracked over unpaid debts
Either a shank or a lock on the side would do the trick
Correction officers, devil's advocate
And when its time to go home, parole boards wasn't havin' it
Life was hell every day, the devil's tryin' me
But I paid my debt, to society
And after twenty-seven months, of my life, I'll tell you one thing
I know why the caged bird sings

Yo, yo, yo, yo
In jail, without the bail (repeat)
[Chorus over Outro]
You know what I'm sayin', this goes out to all the caged birds
Everybody who know why the caged bird sings, you know what I'm sayin'
I know why the caged bird sings {*2X*}
In jail, in jail, in jail




I sang the same song
When I was upstate, I couldn't flap wings

Overall Meaning

The song "I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings" by Buckshot LeFonque provides a vivid representation of an incarcerated individual's experience. The chorus of the song immediately sets the tone by contrasting the lived experiences of "wack emcees" who "write a rhyme about doin' bids" and those who are truly incarcerated. The verse by One Man Army provides a first-person account of the isolation and vulnerability that come with being in a correctional facility. He speaks about being handcuffed in the back of the bus with 40 others and the harsh reality of not having anyone to trust. He describes the conditions of incarceration by mentioning barb wire, guards, and gun towers that secure the facility's gate. One Man Army acknowledges that he made mistakes that led him to incarceration and is appreciative of the letter-writing efforts of his family and friends with a life to live. The song ends with a repetition of the refrain, "In jail, without the bail," emphasizing that not everyone is able to leave the system on their own terms.


Line by Line Meaning

In jail, without the bail, in jail
I am incarcerated without any hope of release until my term is served.


You know what I'm saying, you got these wack emcees out here, you know what I'm saying, they do three days in the county, you know what I'm saying, and come home and write a rhyme about doin' bids, you know what I'm saying, shankin', shankin' people, doin' time, they don't know nothing 'bout time. Man, I got people locked down, you know what I'm saying
Some rappers try to portray a false image of themselves having spent time in jail, whereas in reality they have no genuine appreciation for the hardships that come with imprisonment.


Yo its handcuffed, in the back of the bus, forty of us The road it was rough, plus nobody I could trust (trust) Headed upstate, no chance for escape
While being transported to prison, I felt overwhelmed, as I was with dozens of other prisoners, the trip was long, and I had no one I could confide in. I understood there was no hope of getting out of the situation.


Barbed wire and guards and the gun tower secured the gate My uncle's fate, was life without parole Thank God I was blessed with an out date
The prison was heavily fortified, and I knew I would be there for some time. Unlike my uncle, who received a life sentence, I was at least told when I would be released.


Never did I sweat it, I know they got a life to live My man J, had a wife and kids And these are the consequences, my actions committed Some cats that I used to visit, now I live with Along with swillas, killas, drug dealas, some rich brothas Crackheads, con artists, child molesters, dick suckers All types of individuals Sorta like a melting pot for criminals.
I understood my friends had their own lives, but I ended up in the same prison as people I never would have associated with outside of prison. The inmates were a mix of different races, personalities, and criminal backgrounds.


The system is designed to stock the plentiful This old cat from the hood Told me, "Out of every bad situation comes some good" Its understood
The system is set up to put a lot of people in prison, but a wise man I met in prison told me that something positive could come out of my bad situation, which I believe to be true.


Prison ain't good for my health Lookin' in the mirror, introducing me to myself I studied my thoughts, my ways, the routes I took
Being imprisoned is not healthy for anyone, and it gave me the opportunity to reflect on myself and learn more about who I am and where I came from.


Yo, I read daily, it ain't all about the books Its all about the lessons you learn, through your experience Applying it in a positive way, period
I read often, but it's not just about the books you read, it's about the meaningful lessons you take from your experiences and how you can apply these lessons in a positive way.


All praise due to Allah, I used to Skeme 'Til he showed me the straight way, (Arabic ???) Now I'm on the V-I, telling Moms about Islam She called me a blasphemous fool, I stayed calm
I give thanks to Allah, as I used to be deceitful, but he has shown me the right path. Now I share my knowledge of Islam with my mother, even though she does not approve, I remain calm.


The world wasn't ready for the changes I made They were waitin' for the nigga I was in twelfth grade
I made positive changes while in prison, but people outside of prison were not ready to see these changes because they still saw me as the same person I was in high school.


Everyday, the same old thing, I walked the yard Set up in the chow hall, with Abdul Rahim
Every day in prison was monotonous, walking around the yard or eating meals with the same people, including Abdul Rahim.


Cats waitin' in infirmary lines, for they medicines Boorish Americans, walk around, with circum sevens (?)
Inmates would wait in line to receive their medications, while some Americans would walk around with uncircumcised penises.


And older heads playin' horseshoes, sometimes chess Trippin' when I first seen a faggot with breasts
Older inmates would play horseshoes or chess, while I was surprised to see a transgender person in the showers.


In the shower with a cap, gettin' hit from the back White dudes, on basketball courts, kickin' hacky-sacks Broad games, card games--face it
In the showers, someone was performing oral sex on another person, while white inmates played hacky-sack on the basketball court, and others played various card games.


Everybody, time on they hands--most of it wasted Anything to make the time fly, soon as possible Some cats used to sleep all day, that's unacceptable
Most inmates had a lot of idle time on their hands and tried to do things to make the time pass more quickly, but some would sleep all day, which I found unacceptable.


Heads getting cracked over unpaid debts Either a shank or a lock on the side would do the trick
Inmates would sometimes get into fights over unpaid debts, and weapons such as knives or locks could be used to injure others.


Correction officers, devil's advocate And when its time to go home, parole boards wasn't havin' it
The prison guards were sometimes more interested in agitating inmates than helping them, and getting parole was very difficult.


Life was hell every day, the devil's tryin' me But I paid my debt, to society And after twenty-seven months, of my life, I'll tell you one thing I know why the caged bird sings
Life was difficult in prison, but I served my time and learned more about myself and my experiences. After almost two and a half years, I can truly understand why someone who is imprisoned would sing like a caged bird.


Yo, yo, yo, yo In jail, without the bail (repeat)
This is just a repeated chorus to emphasize the theme of the song.


You know what I'm sayin', this goes out to all the caged birds Everybody who know why the caged bird sings, you know what I'm sayin' I know why the caged bird sings {*2X*} In jail, in jail, in jail I sang the same song When I was upstate, I couldn't flap wings
This part of the chorus reiterates the theme of the song and emphasizes the fact that being caged is like being trapped without being able to fly.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@vitallylubin8578

Caged Bird
BY MAYA ANGELOU
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.



All comments from YouTube:

@ianwhitehead8324

So beautiful and powerful - my kids were brought up on this on floppy Sunday afternoons

@ramondobrown1162

Excellent collaboration with Brandon Marsalis + 👑Maya Angelou = Strength, Wisdom, Inspiration. Rest easy Queen Angelou 🙏🏽

@BranMarPercussion

A great poem recited by a great poet, and accompanied by great musicians. America's greatest wealth is our culture.

@jazzyshizzyyea6843

Damn such a beautifull classic, ear perfect

@villagerising1156

Still loving this like it's brand new.

@bitofamily

je sais TOUJOURS pourquoi j'aime les oiseaux ET pourquoi j'aime ça 💓

@sheilarobinson9210

Transcendent! Swaying with the ocean dancing with the wind😭😂

@moniquecavard745

j adore! j ai le disque...

@SuperZekethefreak

Rushed right here to listen to her sweet-honeyed voice to once again sing to me of freedom.  RIP dear one...

@mthunzingadlela7672

RIP Maya...you will always be in our heart. I love this...

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