Dear mama, I'm caught up in this I my adversaries, but slipped and left a witness Wonder if they'll me, or will this nigga snitch Should I shoot his bitch, or make the rich? Don't commit murder, but damn they got me trapped Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin my back I'm of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it Cause life's a of, Fortune here's my chance to spin it Got no time for cops, who and try to catch me Too trigger happy, to let them suckers snatch me Niggaz gettin jealous (jealous) to find my stash Whip out the nine, now I'ma dive and your ass picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk Snatched him like a bitch, and him in the trunk The punk thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin Before I take your life, wrestle with these, mics I to him scream, Tray Deee went insane I guess the little, mites had found his brain New Rovers me over, I'm sentenced to the pen Remember that little, bird, he snitched and a, friend It's on my mind, I'm with the old timers And five-oh, blaow blaow.
mama, they sentenced me to death Today's my final day, I'm every breath I'm cause I'm dyin, so much I haven't seen I you never dreamed, your baby would be dead at 16 I got beef with a society that doesn't give a shit And they too quick to say to me They me the preacher's there for me He's a crook with a book, that never cared for me only here to be sure I don't a dime to God bout the crimes he's commitin on the poor, and how can these people me? They ain't my peers and in all these years, they never love me I never got to be a man, must be part of some big to keep a in the state pen And to my out buryin motherfuckers Steer clear of these Aryan Cause once got you locked up They got you trapped, you're better off gettin up I'm self-defense is the way Please, strapped, pack a gat every day I wish I known while I was out there Now I'm headin for the chair.
mama, these cops don't understand me I turned to a of crime, cause I came from a broken family My uncle to touch me, I never told you that Scared what you do, I couldn't hold you back I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my I'm down for all my homies, no for a stranger The in my cell, is 16 as well hard to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin Hell I let him catch me Instead of livin sad in jail I died free and happy And my raped on the norm And passed around the dorm, you can hear his gettin torn They made me an Can't sleep, instead of sheep, niggaz countin cannibals And how it is in the pen Turn old and cold, and your soul is best friend My mama for me Tell the to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?) Cause when they come for me they a struggler To the death I take the breath your jugular The trick is to never hope I found my buddy hangin dead a rope.