Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

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

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

Look, they got me up in O-Z
the fuck from 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 on the uniforms
They laugh us but them bitches wanna do us harm
I'm iron you can see the fire in my eyes
Whoppin' you motherfuckers, prepare to
Incarcerate me if you wanna but my gon' always be free
And on the streets nigga remember that they at me
I can't get used to this food, this shit is me sick
Plus half these niggas in here done that dick
hurtin' waitin' on my day to escape
But fuck the barbwire I'm goin' over the

x2]

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

x2]

I got partners that never comin' home
Two collect calls on the
Still touch the street I Jones
Still the heat cause of Jones
Fuck a bitch you own
Behind bars that'll never be
Where T on, let it be known
His gone
Roam and become straight
Graduated from col, heard he got moved from
Pumpin' it out the got him caught
Two miles the state dramas
Eight from the Magnolia
If he don't speak he over
So he got it from the dirty and
Got with the skills, I done murdered for stripes
Break the guard for the time, it was my last time 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]