Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

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

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

Look, got me locked up in O-Z
Stay the fuck from around me, ya don't know me
Ya cross me, ya down me
ask, I'm a hustler
Sharpen up the and go for the jugular
You see me on these hind bars
fuck the world ready to go to war
I stay focused, keep my on the uniforms
They laugh with us but them bitches wanna do us
I'm iron you can see the fire in my eyes
Whoppin' you motherfuckers, to tire
Incarcerate me if you wanna but my mind always be free
And on the nigga remember that they shootin' at me
I can't get used to food, this shit is making me sick
half these niggas in here done took that dick
Head waitin' on my day to escape
But fuck the barbwire I'm goin' over the

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, me a criminal
Deal with any nigga doin' times get critical
Cops out cause I was tryin' to get too physical
Now I'm in this room, coughing and raising my
Behind bars, fist in the yard
dodge spending nights in the morgue
Look, ticket to spend his life with the Lord
He think he it out, take it out
Now my cellmate talkin' breakin' out
Look, I told that it was impossible
Too much of an
If you get you know what them cops'll do
He had to quit more time, hospital
Actin' like he didn't know people rotten too
Don't he look familiar, in chains
You me wanna kill ya, ya think it's a game
His uniform and his badge him think he the man
I take it, have to face it, the people got us

x2]

I got partners ain't never comin' home
Two calls on the phone
Still the street cause I Jones
Still cuss the heat cause of
Fuck a bitch you own
bars that'll never be chrome
Where T on, let it be known
His gone
Roam and become straight
from col, heard he got moved from Californ
Pumpin' it out the got him caught
Two miles from the dramas
blocks from the Magnolia
If he don't soldier he over
So he got it the dirty and trife
Got familiar the skills, I done murdered for stripes
Break the guard for the last time, it was my last talkin' to him
You wanna see him, be a man walkin' to him
Unless he from natural cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow

x2]