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[Verse 1: Lamar]
I was sitting on the couch reading paper
A in reply, 7 days later after I wrote 'em
"Stay strong, keep your in God," what I told him
Hoping that he's
Said they tried to give him like a hundred years
What a coincidence, I was some Plies
I can the salt from my tears
As the had start to flood on my eyes
I it gotta be hard being 21
Doing time in the pen and your old
brother's getting older
And the streets is colder
And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right
Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30
recieved any mail
It's cold and the hole
And you even blink without niggas testing your life
As I read every word that you write, I can only
Keaton, I can only imagine

[Hook:
Life's decisions man
in your hand and you got it
Just take if you can
in your hand and you got it

[Verse 2: Kendrick
Sitting on the couch, was my Uncle Bobby
After he just got out, 15 years to
Haven't the world in so long
Haven't seen a girl in so
And the sun came up, he was gone
a fiend off the best rock
Trying to get his together, or what not
his name in the system and they couldn't find his identity
Got it straight, got a place, found serenity
Found a job, his Mother's grave site, found a 40 ounce
Then he God, then he bounced, then he found a new chick
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we see
Found this in Pasadena and shack with her, an investment
found guilty, somebody had yelled domestic
Violence on my Uncle, was with two strikes
Only out a year, now life
I can imagine
That's up
I can only imagine, Bob

[Verse 3: Kendrick
Sitting on the couch, about the ratio
Of in prison as compact in prison
blacks pack with minorities
System more of these 18 year olds
18 year with no parole
The won't oversee
They make the term severe, a
That's what I call it, it's full of
A toilet can help quick, the government
No, just put us on row
Just give us some guns, then give us some more coke
Then us another chair, then give us some more rope
Then it like right there, yeah
It's for all but 90 percent unfair
No
Alcatraz was by a white man
For 5 grand, with to expand
More
So these correctionals ain't for
They for grossing a business

We're used

The truth be told