Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

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

[Hook: Magic & ] (x2)
They got us (Damn)
20 to life is what I'm facing (Said to em')
seem to get away from the cases (Say damn)
My freedom is the only thing I'm chasing (Gotta to em')

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

x2]

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

x2]

I got partners that ain't never comin'
Two collect calls on the
touch the street cause I Jones
Still cuss the heat cause of
a bitch that you own
Behind bars that'll never be
ever T on, let it be known
His mind
Roam and become throne
Graduated from col, heard he got from Californ
Pumpin' it out the got him caught
Two miles from the state
Eight from the Magnolia
If he don't speak he over
So he got it the dirty and trife
Got with the skills, I done murdered for stripes
Break the guard for the last time, it was my time talkin' to him
You wanna see him, be a dead man to him
he died from natural cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow

x2]