Yeah, ain't slept in days, stuck in a craze Think she under siege, whole world abducted by graves Sound of Michael Meyer, faith and melody plays She in They say she's sick and need healing for months Found her naked on the Church step peeling a blunt Told the Preacher her and Satan had a beautiful runch And he dig her, even though she kinda knew that her bunch Then she blackout, walking moving traffic instead Then she wake up, whole body strapped to the bed Seen the white light, think she suppose to be dead Sound of the heart machine beat real close to her head Doctor at the door with a package of your meds And the police both ankles strapped to the bed What was in the weed she just smoked with little Hamed When she get out, she might wind up killing a dread
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Yeah, until the dark coal, the judge applaud me Shackles and chains rock like the government jewelry No commissary, solitary Sewer water, same old steak from Salad's berry Can't go free, you know how many trials they hurry? Files they burry, and the rats get the squealing I'm top unk' counting all the cracks in the ceiling The Ye' wanna give me twenty macks for the dealing He give me five if I give 'em connects My dad ran an honor, raised by men of respect Take it on the chin, the lifestyle I chose is a select When I'm gon', put a gangsta red rose on a rep All I got is four walls, pacing the cage A religious rug, pictures of me taking the stage Is my life worth more then the ink on the page? When I'm gon' they'd rather see me locked up like a slave
I'm a prisoner of my own crime Doing time, didn't listen to the last sign