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16 On Death Row

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Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

Death Row. That's where motherfuckers is ending up. Dear mama, I'm caught up in this sickness. I brought my adversaries, but slipped and left a witness. Wonder if they'll catch me or will this nigga snitch? Should I shoot his bitch or make the nigga rich? Don't wanna commit murder, but then they got me trapped. Hawking while I'm walking, ain't talking behind my back. I'm down to schizophrenic, I'm in this *** to win it. Cause life's a wheel of fortune, it's my chance to spin it. Got no time for cops, who drip and try to catch me. Too *** trigger happy, to let them suckers snatch me. Niggas getting jealous. Trying to find my stash, live off the nine, now I'm a dime off your ass. Peter picked a pepper, but I could pick a punk. Snatched him like a bitch and threw him in the trunk. The punk thought I was bluffing, but swear I'm nothing nice. Before I take your life, first wrestle with these mites. I listen to the screams, it's clearly when it's same. I guess the little mites have highly bound us. Brain, no bonus, pull me over, I'm sentenced to the pen. Remember that little bird, he snitched and told a friend. There's trouble on my mind, I'm with the old times. It's a football, pow, pow. Tournament of 49ers. Bye, bye, that I'm never meant to be. Can't be positive when they get to where we live. Bye, bye, that I'm never meant to be. Living like a thief, running through the streets. Bye, bye, that I got no place to go. We done found 16 on death row. Dear mama, these cops don't understand me. I turned to a life of crime, cause I came from broken family. My uncle used to touch me, I never told you back. Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you back. I kept it deep inside and let it fuel my anger. I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger. The brother in my cell is 16 as well. It's hard to adapt when you're black and you're trapped in the living hell. I shouldn't have let him catch me. Instead of living sad in jail, I could have died free and happy. And my cellmates raped on the norm, then passed around the dorm. *** getting torn, they made me an animal. Can't sleep, instead of counting sheep, niggas count cannibals. And that's how it is in the pen, turn old to cold. And your soul is your best friend. My mama prayed for me, tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me. Cause when they come for me, they find a struggler. To the death, I take the breath from your jugular. The trick is to never lose hope. I found my buddy hanging dead from a rope. 16 on death row. Bye, bye, that I never meant to live. Can't be positive, can't choose what it is. Bye, bye, that I never meant to be. Living like a thief, running through the streets. Bye, bye, that I got no place to go. When you find me. 16 on death row. Dear mama, they sentenced me to death. Today's my final day. I'm counting every breath, I'm bitter cause I'm dying. So much I haven't seen. I know you never dreamed your baby would be dead at 16. I got beef with a sick society that doesn't give a ***. And they too quick to say goodbye to me. They tell me the preacher's dead for me. He's a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for me. He's only here to be sure. I don't drop a dime to God about the crimes he's committing on the poor. And how can these people judge me? They ain't my peers and in all these years they ain't never loved me. I never got to be a man. Must be part of some big plan to keep a nigga in the state pen. And tell my homies out burying motherfuckers. Please stand clear of these Aryan motherfuckers. Cause once they got you locked up, they got you trapped. You're better off getting shot. I'm convinced self-defense is the way. Please stay strapped. Pack a gap every day. I wish I would've known while I was out there. Now I'm straight heading for the chair. Bad, bad, and I never meant to live. Can't be positive when you can't do what we live. Bad, bad, and I never meant to be. Living like a thief, running through the streets. Bad, bad, and I got no place to go. Where you find me? 16 on death row. 16 on death row. Saw my partners in the penitentiary. 16 on death row. 16 on death row.

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