Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

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

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

Look, they got me up in O-Z
Stay the fuck around me, ya niggas don't know me
Ya cross me, ya down me
Better ask, I'm a
Sharpen up the and go for the jugular
You see me on these hind bars
fuck the world ready to go to war
I stay focused, keep my eyes on the
They laugh with us but them bitches do us harm
I'm pumpin' iron you can see the fire in my
Whoppin' you motherfuckers, to tire
Incarcerate me if you wanna but my mind gon' always be
And on the streets nigga remember they shootin' at me
I can't get used to this food, shit is making me sick
Plus half niggas in here done took that dick
Head hurtin' on my day to escape
But fuck the barbwire I'm goin' the gate

x2]

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

x2]

I got partners that never comin' home
Two collect on the phone
Still the street cause I Jones
Still cuss the heat cause of
Fuck a that you own
Behind bars that'll never be
Where T on, let it be known
His mind
Roam and become straight
Graduated from col, he got moved from Californ
it out the crib got him caught
Two miles the state dramas
Eight blocks from the
If he don't soldier he over
So he got it the dirty and trife
Got familiar with the skills, I done murdered for
Break the for the last time, it was my last time talkin' to him
You see him, be a dead man walkin' to him
Unless he died natural cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow

x2]