Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

[Fiend
So what cha' here for
Yeah, ya doin'
Want cha' to meet people of mine, ya heard me
Over we got ,uh, David Banner, Tira, Fiend
Head to Mr. Magic, Blaxuede
And we gon' do it this here, ya heard me

[Hook: Magic & ] (x2)
got us incarcerated (Damn)
20 to life is what I'm (Said talk to em')
Can't seem to get from the cases (Say damn)
My freedom is the only I'm chasing (Gotta talk to em')

Look, got me locked up in O-Z
Stay the fuck from me, ya niggas don't know me
Ya cross me, ya down me
Better ask, I'm a
up the toothbrush and go for the jugular
You see me holdin' on hind bars
Screamin' fuck the ready to go to war
I stay focused, my eyes on the uniforms
They with us but them bitches wanna do us harm
I'm pumpin' you can see the fire in my eyes
Whoppin' you motherfuckers, prepare to
Incarcerate me if you wanna but my mind always be free
And on the streets remember that they shootin' at me
I can't get used to this food, this shit is making me
Plus half these niggas in here done took dick
Head hurtin' on my day to escape
But fuck the barbwire I'm over the gate

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, label me a
Deal with any nigga when doin' get critical
Cops crewed out cause I was tryin' to get too
Now I'm in this room, and raising my genitals
Behind bars, fist in the yard
I'ma spending nights in the morgue
Look, more ticket to his life with the Lord
He think he make it out, it out
Now my cellmate talkin' bout out
Look, I that fool it was impossible
Too much of an
If you get caught you know what them do
He had to more time, personal hospital
like he didn't know them people rotten too
Don't he look familiar, niggas in
You make me wanna ya, ya think it's a game
His uniform and his make him think he the man
I can't it, have to face it, the people got us

x2]

I got partners that ain't comin' home
Two calls on the phone
touch the street cause I Jones
Still cuss the cause of Jones
a bitch that you own
Behind bars that'll never be
Where ever T on, let it be
His gone
and become straight throne
Graduated from col, heard he got from Californ
it out the crib got him caught
Two miles from the state
Eight blocks from the
If he don't soldier he over
So he got it from the dirty and
Got with the skills, I done murdered for stripes
the guard for the last time, it was my last time talkin' to him
You wanna see him, be a man walkin' to him
Unless he died from natural cause, execute his ass tomorrow

x2]