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Артист: Body CountНазвание : Dead Man WalkingДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : crossover rapcore hardcore metal rap metal Видео:
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I don`t remember my mama, dad sold crack all night. My life was fucked from the jumpstreet, now this kite I write. Never had half a fuckin chance, my whole trial I was broke. Circumstantial that`s bullshit, my defense was a joke! [You go in a motherfuckin courtroom, with a fuckin public defender - the public defender works with the fuckin D. A.! Motherfuckers ain`t got no chance, you ain`t got no money you`re fucked, you`re fucked!] Now this cell is my residence, my address is The Row. 24 hour lock down, when they`ll kill me who knows? Guilty - we the unfree! Dead men walking Guilty - we the unfree! Dead men walking I`m a genius from books now, Never read on the street. Never lifted a fuckin weight, now my boys concrete. Filed a hundred appeals or more, no response from the state. Get no phone calls or visits, My mentality`s hate! [When I was on the street I had motherfuckin boys, where`s my bitch? She won`t even accept my fuckin phone calls! Yo, they better not let me up out this motherfucka , you this shit`s on, fuck that word!] I get visits from doctors, analyzing the ill. Families pray for my death now, vengeance lays for the kill. [Does the defendant have any final words he would like to say to the court? Yeah, I got somethin I`d like to say. Yo, you, judge, you a racist motherfucker. I feel like bustin your motherfuckin... no, let me go... I`m gonna kill everyone one of you jurors. If I ever get out of here, I`m comin one by one and blow your motherfuckin brains out. You motherfuckers! No, keep your motherfuckin hands off! Fuck that!] So I think `bout my past now, my future holds only pain. Involuntarily drugged by the state for years, now I know I`m insane. When I`m moved shackled hands and feet, my skin`s covered in ink. I read the bible `bout twenty-five times, now fuck god`s how I think! [You can save all that religious bullshit, stay the fuck out of my cell. If that priest comes in my cell, I`m a bust him in the - I`ll break your fuckin neck with my bare hands, fuck that.] So live your life to the fullest, but remember don`t trip. One mistake you`re my neighbor, and there`s no one here rich! | Похожие исполнители:
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