Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

this is Joliet Correctional
you a collect call from inmate
this is Tucker
to accept this please press 3 now
you

[Turtle
hey sis let me speak to
who me on besides all the drama
the system took me in but then took me under
I suffer being number
I wonder if I could dis criminal structure built to

the of men
when them guards in the bars and the pen
I I'm in hell and its hard to win
I stay up lying in the dark for me
thinking bout the night the came marching in
its they wouldn't stop barging in
momma what mob I'm in
try left us some scars within
fighting back the of a favorite baptist him
its over now cant hold a
mold a scold a child or own a child a soldier now
baby your tears
become a teacher mold ya
let em its cold in here
this ain't the way to spend older years
I'm the fears of the world
no longer pearl in here
its all clear them older cats me to the game
I'm all ears no mo rats or any beers
the ghetto disappear

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they run up in my
and took you from my
now ya gone and I'm feeling all the pain your going through
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sometimes I lay back in my crying
hells blind but I hope I make it through this time
trying to stay focus but I heard they mad me before
I guess what I got my family for behind bars

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I'm outta time
there yet
where my little let me holla at him
up cat
I got you
in the books them streets is a motha
undercovers posing as exposing the brothers controlling
the
struggle by any
brutality got the police like the enemy
our community need more hugs instead of the the guns the

got crime on the love the spirits above
drop a warning sigh its 1999
but all I think about is 85 good times
give us her last dime
icey cups you drop I give you mine
true love us to divine
it on another's pride but I hate to see you cry
the rain come
my feel my pain inside
by the way my momma getting married
brought to my eyes I just hope my son happy

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[Turtle
ran to the phone got a hundred guys me
and all we have is precious minutes to reach our our free
brother be strong for momma
let her I never meant to cause her no drama
the pain make my vain thunder
I recover my name and still discover how the game become us
look how they us
watered down our and drunkers riders g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger theres better days us
never let the you under upstage the promise till tomorrow
and the C's follow wont feel the sorrow
for the misery we time swallowing
them better days in this gaze got my boggling
oh momma and hey lady I you
and them you raised me them hard head things that drove you

realize ya son a lot of heart from ya
its check time I'm gone momma I love you

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