Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

this is Joliet Facility
you have a collect call inmate
this is Tucker
to accept this call please 3 now
you

[Turtle
hey sis let me speak to
who me on find besides all the
the system took me in but then took me under
I being another number
I wonder if I could conquer dis structure built to

the of men
them guards come in the bars and the pen
I I'm in hell and its hard to win
I stay up late in the dark for me
bout the night the police came marching in
its like they stop barging in
asking momma mob I'm in
try strictly us some scars within
back the lyrics of a favorite baptist him
its over now cant a child
a child scold a child or own a child a soldier now
baby your tears
become a teacher ya peers
let em know its cold in
ain't the way to spend them older years
I'm over the fears of the
no longer momma's pearl in
its all them older cats school me to the game
I'm all no mo rats or any cold beers
the famous disappear

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they run up in my
and took you from my
now ya gone and I'm all the pain that your going through
[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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sometimes I lay back in my cell
hells blind but I hope I make it through jail time
trying to stay focus but I heard they mad me before
I guess thats I got my family for behind bars

[Turtle
I'm running outta
momma yet
my little brother let me holla at him
up cat
I got you
stay in the books them is a motha
undercovers posing as hustlers the brothers controlling
the
struggle by any
brutality got the police running the enemy
our community need more hugs instead of the the guns the

got crime on the love the spirits above
a warning sigh its only 1999
but all I think about is 85 good times
momma give us her dime
icey cups you drop I give you mine
love define us to divine
calling it on another's pride but I to see you cry
the rain shine
my feel my pain inside
by the way my baby momma married
brought to my eyes I just hope my son happy

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[chorus 1 in background of 2]
2]

[Turtle
ran to the phone got a guys like me
and all we have is minutes to reach our people our free
brother listen be strong for
let her know I never to cause her no drama
the pain make my vain cries
will I recover my and still discover how the game become us
look how they us
watered down our pride and drunkers g's and hustlers
we gotta guide our younger theres better days us
never let the rage you under upstage the promise tomorrow
and the C's just wont feel the sorrow
for the misery we time swallowing
them days in this gaze got my mind boggling
oh and hey lady I miss you
and them you raised me them hard head things that drove you

realize ya son took a lot of heart ya
its phone time I'm gone momma I love you

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[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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