Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

[Fiend
So what cha' back for
Yeah, ya time
Want to meet some people of mine, ya heard me
here we got ,uh, David Banner, Tira, Fiend
Head counts to Mr. Magic,
And we gon' do it this here, ya heard me

[Hook: & Fiend ] (x2)
got us incarcerated (Damn)
20 to life is I'm facing (Said talk to em')
Can't seem to get from the cases (Say damn)
My is the only thing I'm chasing (Gotta talk to em')

Look, they got me up in O-Z
Stay the fuck around me, ya niggas don't know me
Ya me, ya better down me
ask, I'm a hustler
Sharpen up the toothbrush and go for the
You see me holdin' on these hind
Screamin' the world ready to go to war
I stay focused, keep my eyes on the
laugh with us but them bitches wanna do us harm
I'm pumpin' iron you can see the in my eyes
you motherfuckers, prepare to tire
Incarcerate me if you wanna but my mind always be free
And on the streets nigga remember they shootin' at me
I can't get to this food, this shit is making me sick
Plus half these niggas in done took that dick
Head waitin' on my day to escape
But fuck the barbwire I'm goin' the gate

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, me a criminal
Deal any nigga when doin' times get critical
crewed out cause I was tryin' to get too physical
Now I'm in this room, coughing and my genitals
bars, fist fights in the yard
I'ma spending nights in the morgue
Look, more to spend his life with the Lord
He he make it out, take it out
Now my talkin' bout breakin' out
Look, I told that it was impossible
Too of an obstacle
If you get caught you know what cops'll do
He had to more time, personal hospital
Actin' like he didn't know them rotten too
Don't he look familiar, niggas in
You me wanna kill ya, ya think it's a game
His uniform and his make him think he the man
I take it, have to face it, the people got us

x2]

I got partners that ain't comin' home
Two calls on the phone
Still touch the street I Jones
cuss the heat cause of Jones
Fuck a that you own
bars that'll never be chrome
Where T on, let it be known
His gone
Roam and become throne
from col, heard he got moved from Californ
Pumpin' it out the got him caught
Two from the state dramas
Eight from the Magnolia
If he don't speak soldier he
So he got it the dirty and trife
Got familiar with the skills, I murdered for stripes
Break the guard for the last time, it was my last talkin' to him
You see him, be a dead man walkin' to him
Unless he died from cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow

x2]