Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

[Fiend
So what cha' back for
Yeah, ya time
Want cha' to meet some people of mine, ya me
Over we got ,uh, David Banner, Tira, Fiend
Head to Mr. Magic, Blaxuede
And we do it like this here, ya heard me

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

Look, they got me up in O-Z
Stay the fuck from around me, ya don't know me
Ya cross me, ya down me
ask, I'm a hustler
Sharpen up the and go for the jugular
You see me holdin' on these hind
Screamin' fuck the world to go to war
I stay focused, keep my on the uniforms
They laugh 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 nigga remember that they shootin' at me
I can't get used to this food, this shit is me sick
Plus half niggas in here done took that dick
Head waitin' on my day to escape
But fuck the barbwire I'm goin' over the

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, label me a
Deal with any when doin' times get critical
Cops crewed out I was tryin' to get too physical
Now I'm in this room, and raising my genitals
Behind bars, fights in the yard
I'ma dodge spending in the morgue
Look, more ticket to his life with the Lord
He think he it out, take it out
Now my talkin' bout breakin' out
Look, I told that it was impossible
Too of an obstacle
If you get caught you what them cops'll do
He had to quit more time, hospital
Actin' like he didn't them people rotten too
he look familiar, niggas in chains
You make me wanna kill ya, ya think a game
His uniform and his badge make him he the man
I can't take it, have to it, the people got us

x2]

I got that ain't never comin' home
Two calls on the phone
touch the street cause I Jones
Still cuss the cause of Jones
Fuck a that you own
Behind bars never be chrome
ever T on, let it be known
His mind
Roam and straight throne
Graduated from col, heard he got moved Californ
Pumpin' it out the crib got him
Two miles the state dramas
Eight blocks from the
If he don't speak he over
So he got it from the and trife
Got familiar the skills, I done murdered for stripes
Break the guard for the last time, it was my last time to him
You wanna see him, be a man walkin' to him
he died from natural cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow

x2]