Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

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

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

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

x2]

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

x2]

I got that ain't never comin' home
Two calls on the phone
Still the street cause I Jones
Still the heat cause of Jones
a bitch that you own
Behind that'll never be chrome
Where T on, let it be known
His mind
Roam and straight throne
Graduated from col, heard he got from Californ
Pumpin' it out the got him caught
Two miles the state dramas
Eight blocks from the
If he don't speak he over
So he got it from the and trife
Got familiar with the skills, I murdered for stripes
Break the guard for the time, it was my last time talkin' to him
You wanna see him, be a dead man to him
Unless he died from natural cause, execute his ass tomorrow

x2]