Incarcerated

<br>[Fiend talking]<br>So what cha` back here for<br>Yeah, ya doin` time<br>Want cha` to meet some people of mine, ya heard me<br>Over here we got ,uh, David Banner, Tira, Fiend<br>Head counts to Mr. Magic, Blaxuede<br>And we gon` do it like this here, ya heard me<br><br>[Hook: Magic &amp; Fiend ] (x2)<br>They got us incarcerated (Damn)<br>20 to life is what I`m facing (Said talk to em`)<br>Can`t seem to get away from the cases (Say damn)<br>My freedom is the only thing I`m chasing (Gotta talk to em`)<br><br>[Magic]<br>Look, they got me locked up in O-Z<br>Stay the fuck from around me, ya niggas don`t know me<br>Ya cross me, ya better down me<br>Better ask, I`m a hustler<br>Sharpen up the toothbrush and go for the jugular<br>You see me holdin` on these hind bars<br>Screamin` fuck the world ready to go to war<br>I stay focused, keep my eyes on the uniforms<br>They laugh with us but them bitches wanna do us harm<br>I`m pumpin` iron you can see the fire in my eyes<br>Whoppin` you motherfuckers, prepare to tire<br>Incarcerate me if you wanna but my mind gon` always be free<br>And on the streets nigga remember that they shootin` at me<br>I can`t get used to this food, this shit is making me sick<br>Plus half these niggas in here done took that dick<br>Head hurtin` waitin` on my day to escape<br>But fuck the barbwire I`m goin` over the gate<br><br>[Hook x2]<br><br>[Blaxuede]<br>Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, label me a criminal<br>Deal with any nigga when doin` times get critical<br>Cops crewed out cause I was tryin` to get too physical<br>Now I`m in this room, coughing and raising my genitals<br>Behind bars, fist fights in the yard<br>I`ma dodge spending nights in the morgue<br>Look, more ticket to spend his life with the Lord<br>He think he make it out, take it out<br>Now my cellmate talkin` bout breakin` out<br>Look, I told that fool it was impossible<br>Too much of an obstacle<br>If you get caught you know what them cops`ll do<br>He had to quit more time, personal hospital<br>Actin` like he didn`t know them people rotten too<br>Don`t he look familiar, niggas in chains<br>You make me wanna kill ya, ya think it`s a game<br>His uniform and his badge make him think he the man<br>I can`t take it, have to face it, the people got us<br><br>[Hook x2]<br><br>[Fiend]<br>I got partners that ain`t never comin` home<br>Two collect calls on the phone<br>Still touch the street cause I Jones<br>Still cuss the heat cause of Jones<br>Fuck a bitch that you own<br>Behind bars that`ll never be chrome<br>Where ever T on, let it be known<br>His mind gone<br>Roam and become straight throne<br>Graduated from col, heard he got moved from Californ<br>Pumpin` it out the crib got him caught<br>Two miles from the state dramas<br>Eight blocks from the Magnolia<br>If he don`t speak soldier he over<br>So he got it from the dirty and trife<br>Got familiar with the skills, I done murdered for stripes<br>Break the guard for the last time, it was my last time talkin` to him<br>You wanna see him, be a dead man walkin` to him<br>Unless he died from natural cause, they`ll execute his ass tomorrow<br><br>[Hook x2]