Dear mama, I'm caught up in sickness I robbed my adversaries, but slipped and left a Wonder if catch me, or will this nigga snitch Should I shoot his bitch, or make the rich? wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trapped Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in shit to win it Cause life's a Wheel of, here's my chance to spin it Got no time for cops, who trip and try to me Too fuckin trigger happy, to let them suckers me Niggaz gettin jealous (jealous) tryin to my stash Whip out the nine, now dive and pump your ass Peter a pepper, but I can pick a punk Snatched him like a bitch, and him in the trunk The punk I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice Before I take your life, first wrestle with these, I listen to him scream, 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 and told a, friend It's on my mind, I'm with the old timers And five-oh, blaow blaow.
Dear mama, they sentenced me to Today's my final day, I'm countin breath I'm bitter I'm dyin, so much I haven't seen I know you never dreamed, your baby would be at 16 I got beef with a sick society doesn't give a shit And they too to say goodbye to me They me the preacher's there for me He's a crook a book, that motherfucker never cared for me He's only here to be I don't drop a 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 years, they ain't never love me I got to be a man, must be part of some big plan to keep a nigga in the pen And to my homies out motherfuckers Steer of these Aryan motherfuckers Cause once they got you up got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot up I'm convinced is the way Please, stay strapped, pack a gat day I wish I woulda known while I was out Now I'm headin for the chair.
mama, these cops don't understand me I turned to a life of crime, I came from a broken family My uncle used to me, I never told you that what you might do, I couldn't hold you back I kept it deep inside, I let it fuel my anger I'm for all my homies, no mercy 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 coulda died and happy And my cellmate's on the norm And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole torn They me an animal Can't sleep, of countin sheep, niggaz countin cannibals And how it is in the pen old and cold, and your soul is your 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 find a To the death I take the breath from your The is to never lose hope I my buddy hangin dead from a rope.