Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

[Fiend
So what cha' back 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 like here, ya heard me

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

Look, they got me up in O-Z
Stay the fuck from around me, ya niggas know me
Ya cross me, ya down me
ask, I'm a hustler
Sharpen up the toothbrush and go for the
You see me on these hind bars
Screamin' the world ready to go to war
I stay focused, keep my on the uniforms
laugh 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 but my mind gon' always be free
And on the streets nigga that they shootin' at me
I get used to this food, this shit is making me sick
Plus half these niggas in here done took that
Head hurtin' waitin' on my day to
But the barbwire I'm goin' over the gate

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, label me a
Deal with any nigga when doin' get critical
crewed out cause I was tryin' to get too physical
Now I'm in this room, coughing and my genitals
Behind bars, fist in the yard
I'ma dodge spending nights in the
Look, more ticket to spend his life 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 caught you what them cops'll do
He had to quit time, personal hospital
Actin' he didn't know them people rotten too
Don't he familiar, niggas in chains
You make me wanna kill ya, ya think it's a
His and his badge make him think he the man
I take it, have to face it, the people got us

x2]

I got that ain't never comin' home
Two collect on the phone
Still the street cause I Jones
cuss the heat cause of Jones
Fuck a bitch you own
Behind bars never be chrome
Where ever T on, let it be
His mind
Roam and become throne
Graduated from col, heard he got from Californ
it out the crib got him caught
Two miles the state 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 time talkin' to him
You wanna see him, be a dead man to him
Unless he died from natural cause, execute his ass tomorrow

x2]