Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

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

[Hook: Magic & ] (x2)
got us incarcerated (Damn)
20 to is what I'm facing (Said talk 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
up the toothbrush and go for the jugular
You see me holdin' on hind bars
fuck the world ready to go to war
I stay focused, keep my on the uniforms
They laugh with us but them wanna do us harm
I'm pumpin' iron you can see the in my eyes
you motherfuckers, prepare to tire
Incarcerate me if you wanna but my gon' always be free
And on the streets nigga that they shootin' at me
I can't get used to this food, this shit is me sick
Plus half these niggas in here took that dick
Head hurtin' waitin' on my day to
But fuck the I'm goin' over the gate

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, label me a
Deal with any when doin' times get critical
Cops crewed out cause I was to get too physical
Now I'm in this room, coughing and raising my
bars, fist fights in the yard
I'ma spending nights in the morgue
Look, more to spend his life with the Lord
He he make it out, take it out
Now my cellmate bout breakin' out
Look, I told that fool it was
Too of an obstacle
If you get caught you know what them do
He had to quit more time, 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 uniform and his badge make him 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
Still touch the cause I Jones
Still the heat cause of Jones
Fuck a bitch you own
Behind that'll never be chrome
Where T on, let it be known
His mind
Roam and straight throne
Graduated from col, heard he got moved from
Pumpin' it out the got him caught
Two miles from the dramas
Eight from the Magnolia
If he don't speak soldier he
So he got it from the dirty and
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
Unless he died from cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow

x2]