Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

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

Magic & Fiend ] (x2)
They got us (Damn)
20 to life is I'm facing (Said talk to em')
Can't to get away 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 around me, ya niggas know me
Ya cross me, ya better me
ask, I'm a hustler
Sharpen up the toothbrush and go for the
You see me on these hind bars
Screamin' fuck the world to go to war
I stay focused, keep my eyes on the
They with us but them bitches wanna do us harm
I'm pumpin' iron you can see the in my eyes
Whoppin' you motherfuckers, prepare to
Incarcerate me if you but my mind gon' always be free
And on the streets nigga remember that they at me
I can't get used to this food, this is making me sick
Plus half niggas in here done took that dick
Head waitin' on my day to escape
But fuck the barbwire I'm over the gate

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, me a criminal
Deal with any nigga when doin' get critical
Cops out cause I was tryin' to get too physical
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 life the Lord
He he make it out, take it out
Now my talkin' bout breakin' out
Look, I told fool it was impossible
Too of an obstacle
If you get caught you what them cops'll do
He had to more time, personal hospital
Actin' he didn't know them people rotten too
Don't he look familiar, niggas in
You make me wanna kill ya, ya it's a game
His uniform and his badge him think he the man
I can't take it, have to face it, the 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 cause of Jones
Fuck a that you own
bars that'll never be chrome
Where T on, let it be known
His gone
Roam and become straight
Graduated col, heard he got moved from Californ
it out the crib got him caught
Two miles from the state
Eight blocks from the
If he don't speak soldier he
So he got it the dirty and trife
Got familiar with the skills, I done murdered for
the guard for the last time, it was my last time talkin' to him
You wanna see him, be a man walkin' to him
he died from natural cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow

x2]