Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete Couch (Hot Seat Alternate Version)

Just up, I gotta thank God
up a square, that's how my day starts
Early mornin' got me lookin' at life
Outside, I see movin' pictures, at the lights
It's just another Saturday it like
Got dressed and hit the corner with my team,
it, roll it up and pass it around
Now I'm stoned and my ass is barely draggin' the
No sooner I think they woulda thought of
A cop over, never saw him
"Excuse me, mister man, I wasn't tryna disrespect"
And coughin' again
red as a bandana
And one time heavy on his
At his request sent a squad car
And they put my black ass behind bars

Just wanna pack up my bags, and get out of this
believe they treat me so bad
Can't believe actin' so cold
I just wanna this room
I'm still sitting on this couch
Just waiting for the judge to say, I'm gon' be free today, yeah

Fingerprinted, booked in
fed a nigga Johnny, so I took ten
'Cause I'm knowing that be sittin' here the whole night
Empty drunk tank, it's finna be a cold
I finally up on some housin'
Old celly, so I'm me a thousand
And plus I got a bottom bunk
came in with his punk ass
Talkin' to a nigga like date time
Askin' I'm from, I'm from H-town
Niggas askin' me I'm in for
motherfuckers want some info
I tell him, "Dog, I ain't shit
You know these crackers think they run shit"
lights out, I tie my mat down
Chuck it on the rack and my ass out

Gonna pack up my bags, and get out of this
Can't believe treat me so bad
Can't believe actin' so cold
I just wanna this room
I'm sitting on this concrete couch
Just waiting for the judge to say, that I'm be free today, yeah

It's court in the halls
a nigga down to his balls
Bare-butt in my tennis shoes
The sergeant want an interview
push us out like livestock
"Ain't no while I'm talkin', this is my block"
I finally get to see me a
I'm a Black man, so she got a
Old bitch of race hate
And a nigga quick to represent the gray
I got a lawyer, I don't need one
Give me thirty days, you get
I ain't tryna piss in a jug,
Just because I'm Black, I get fucked
I bet if I had a white dude
I'd have never arrested, look at Michael
And even if I like a fish, though
They still would've me in the Crisco
And fried a nigga's ass in some hot
I'm just get my ass out the hot seat

wanna pack up my bags, and get out of this hole
Can't believe treat me so bad
Can't they actin' so cold
I just wanna this room
I'm still sitting on this couch
Just waiting for the judge to say, that I'm gon' be today, yeah