Dear mama, I'm caught up in this I my adversaries, but slipped and left a witness Wonder if they'll catch me, or will nigga snitch Should I shoot his bitch, or make the rich? wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trapped Hawkin I'm walkin, and talkin behind my back I'm of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it Cause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to 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 and pump your ass Peter picked a pepper, but I can a punk Snatched him like a bitch, and threw him in the The punk I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice Before I your life, first wrestle with these, mics I listen to him scream, Tray Deee went I guess the little, mites had found his brain New Rovers me over, I'm sentenced to the pen that little, bird, he snitched and told a, friend It's on my mind, I'm with the old timers And fuck five-oh, blaow.
mama, they sentenced me to death Today's my day, I'm countin every breath I'm bitter cause I'm dyin, so much I seen I know you never dreamed, your baby 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 tell me the preacher's for me He's a crook with a book, that motherfucker never for me He's here to be sure 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 and in all these years, they ain't never love me I never got to be a man, must be part of some big to a nigga in the state pen And to my out buryin motherfuckers Steer clear of Aryan motherfuckers once they got you locked up They got you trapped, better off gettin shot up I'm convinced is the way Please, stay strapped, a gat every day I I woulda known while I was out there Now I'm headin for the chair.
Dear mama, these cops don't me I turned to a life of crime, cause I came from a family My uncle used to touch me, I never told you Scared what you do, I couldn't hold you back I it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger I'm down for all my homies, no for a stranger The in my cell, is 16 as well It's hard to adapt, when you're and you're trapped in a livin Hell I let him catch me Instead of livin sad in I coulda died free and happy And my cellmate's on the norm And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin made me an animal Can't sleep, instead of countin sheep, niggaz countin And how it is in the pen Turn old and cold, and soul is your best friend My prayed for me Tell the to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?) Cause when they for me they find a struggler To the death I take the from your jugular The trick is to never lose I found my buddy hangin dead a rope.