Dear mama, these cops dont understand me I turned to a life of crime, cause I came from a broken family My uncle used to touch me, I never told you that Scared what you might do, I couldnt hold you back I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger Im down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger The brother in my cell, is 16 as well Its hard to adapt, when youre black and youre trapped in a livin Hell I shouldnta let him catch me Instead of livin sad in jail I coulda died free and happy And my cellmates raped on the norm And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin torn They made me an animal Cant sleep, instead of countin sheep, niggaz countin cannibals And thats how it is in the pen Turn old and cold, and your soul is your best friend My mama prayed for me Tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?) Cause when they come for me they find a struggler To the death I take the breath from your jugular The trick is to never lose hope I found my buddy hangin dead from a rope, 16 on Death Row
Posted on: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 06:04:06 +0000
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