JAILHOUSE LEGAL PERSON ROCK

Verse 1
Warden said, “Boy, what’s your name?”
I said, “That tag ain’t mine to claim.”
Paper mask with a borrowed face,
Ink and numbers, time and place.
They booked a name, they chained a role,
But they never booked my living soul.

Pre-Chorus
Steel doors clang, numbers talk,
But truth don’t shuffle when fiction walks.
You can stamp it, file it, docket the lot—
But a man ain’t born in a records plot.

Chorus
Everybody do the legal person rock,
Shake that mask till the fiction drops.
From the cellblock files to the courtroom clock,
We’re breakin’ out with the legal person rock.
Yeah—
Paper chains gonna crack and pop,
When truth starts movin’ and lies can’t lock.
Everybody do the legal person rock.

Verse 2
Judge in black with a practiced tone,
Talkin’ to a name carved out of stone.
I stood still while the system spoke,
But silence broke what words invoke.
They need consent, they need a show,
They need you dancing nice and slow.

Pre-Chorus
They call you “defendant,” “driver,” “thing,”
But words don’t crown a man as king.
You don’t exist where the fiction plots—
You only visit when you nod and hop.

Chorus
Everybody do the legal person rock,
Kick those bars till the ledger shocks.
From the tax-time groove to the badge-time knock,
We’re breakin’ out with the legal person rock.
Yeah—
Stamp it “void” when truth clocks in,
Grace don’t file where debt begins.
Everybody do the legal person rock.

Bridge (Breakdown – spoken/sung)
That name?
That’s a role.
That number?
That’s control.
But breath don’t sign,
And blood don’t dock—
A living man don’t tick like a clock.


Verse 3
Cellmate said, “Man, how you stand?”
I said, “I don’t— I walk as man.”
They can keep their paper crown,
I won’t kneel to a borrowed town.
Truth don’t beg, truth don’t hide,
Truth just waits while lies collide.

Final Chorus (Big & Loud)
Everybody do the legal person rock,
Let that fiction hit the locks.
From the birth-file beat to the courtroom shock,
We’re breakin’ out with the legal person rock.
Yeah—
No more dance for the state’s old plot,
Grace don’t move where debt is taught.
Everybody do the legal person rock.

Outro
Bars fall quiet…
Ink runs dry…
Only truth walks out alive.