Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

this is Joliet Correctional
you a collect call from inmate
yeah this is
to accept call please press 3 now
you

[Turtle
hey sis let me to momma
who me on find all the drama
the system took me in but then they me under
I suffer another number
I wonder if I could dis criminal structure built to

the of men
when them come in the bars and the pen
I I'm in hell and its hard to win
I stay up lying in the dark for me
thinking bout the the police came marching in
its like wouldn't stop barging in
asking what mob I'm in
try left us some scars within
fighting back the lyrics of a favorite him
its over now hold a child
mold a child scold a child or own a a soldier now
baby hold your
become a teacher mold ya
let em know its in here
this ain't the way to spend them older
I'm over the fears of the
no longer momma's in here
its all clear them older cats school me to the
I'm all ears no mo rats or any beers
the famous disappear

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

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

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

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[Turtle
ran to the got a hundred guys like me
and all we is precious minutes to reach our people our free
brother be strong for momma
let her know I never meant to her no drama
the pain make my cries thunder
will I recover my name and still discover how the become us
look how done us
watered down our pride and drunkers riders g's and
we gotta guide our younger theres better among us
let the rage you under upstage the promise till tomorrow
and the C's just follow feel the sorrow
for the misery we wallowing swallowing
them better days in this gaze got my boggling
oh and hey lady I miss you
and them ways you raised me hard head things that drove you

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

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