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Hard time
17 when the State decided they'a monitor me for the rest of my life.
18 when the FEDS figured they'a rape me for the rest of my rights.
Whatchu know about being the youngest male in a federal jail.
No win wit da old heads so fuck rumbling you boiling hot water mixed wit baby oil instead.
Taking cold showers, no towel, rag, soap and a wack.
Making phone calls home while ya cellie watching ya back.
Shit I was there I can tell you bout dat.
First hand infact. Plenty heads I den had to crack wit a mop stick up PICC over dat jack.
Whatchu know about life in da Jail. No support team so you on ya own all alone in da cell.
Yea life sucks when nobody give a fuck about paying ya bail.
Whatchu know about when dem times get hard, no visits, checks, kites or cards.
You grab ya sword on some frustrated shit no picks and head right for the yard,
bang a nigga out got him caughing on his own blood tryna call on the guards.
Babymom bring ya kids up on a visit. And I swear dat shit make it even harder to live it. Tryna explain why daddy ain't home and left her all alone on her own,
but she just a kid she ont get it.
Back on da block tryna hold in ya tears. Knowing you gotta maintain, if not for ya self den for ya wife and da kids. And it's the same shit every day in dis place, or at-least in ya case for the next 7 1/2 to 15 years.
Came in she was 9months now she 10years old.
You coming up for parole.
Gotcha man wit life putting work in wit da knife cause you can't afford another hit for getting sent to the hole.
Going to war wit nothing more then a 6inch knife in hand.
10year sentence, 9 in, turned into LIFE in da Pen for nothing more then protecting ya man.
Spending years living in da cell wit a man.
When just the scent of a women make you piss in ya pants.
And the closest thing to some yams is couple pics of some half naked chicks and some warm grits in ya hand!!!
So see my life is real.
Unlike most of dez fraud ass niggas I den den hard time foreal.....
18 when the FEDS figured they'a rape me for the rest of my rights.
Whatchu know about being the youngest male in a federal jail.
No win wit da old heads so fuck rumbling you boiling hot water mixed wit baby oil instead.
Taking cold showers, no towel, rag, soap and a wack.
Making phone calls home while ya cellie watching ya back.
Shit I was there I can tell you bout dat.
First hand infact. Plenty heads I den had to crack wit a mop stick up PICC over dat jack.
Whatchu know about life in da Jail. No support team so you on ya own all alone in da cell.
Yea life sucks when nobody give a fuck about paying ya bail.
Whatchu know about when dem times get hard, no visits, checks, kites or cards.
You grab ya sword on some frustrated shit no picks and head right for the yard,
bang a nigga out got him caughing on his own blood tryna call on the guards.
Babymom bring ya kids up on a visit. And I swear dat shit make it even harder to live it. Tryna explain why daddy ain't home and left her all alone on her own,
but she just a kid she ont get it.
Back on da block tryna hold in ya tears. Knowing you gotta maintain, if not for ya self den for ya wife and da kids. And it's the same shit every day in dis place, or at-least in ya case for the next 7 1/2 to 15 years.
Came in she was 9months now she 10years old.
You coming up for parole.
Gotcha man wit life putting work in wit da knife cause you can't afford another hit for getting sent to the hole.
Going to war wit nothing more then a 6inch knife in hand.
10year sentence, 9 in, turned into LIFE in da Pen for nothing more then protecting ya man.
Spending years living in da cell wit a man.
When just the scent of a women make you piss in ya pants.
And the closest thing to some yams is couple pics of some half naked chicks and some warm grits in ya hand!!!
So see my life is real.
Unlike most of dez fraud ass niggas I den den hard time foreal.....
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