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I donand'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 thatand'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 ainand't got no chance, you
ainand't got no money youand're fucked, youand're fucked!)
Now this cell is my residence, my address is the row.
24 hour lock down, when theyand'll kill me who knows?
Guilty - we the unfree!
dead men walking
guilty - we the unfree!
dead men walking
Iand'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 mentalityand's hate!
(when i was on the street i had motherfuckin boys, whereand's my bitch?
she wonand't even accept my fuckin phone calls! yo, they better not let me
up out this motherfucka , you this shitand'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 iand'd like to say.
yo, you, judge, you a racist motherfucker.
i feel like bustin your motherfuckin... no, let
me go... iand'm gonna kill everyone one of you
jurors. if i ever get out of here, iand'm comin one by one
and blow your motherfuckin brains out. you motherfuckers!
no, keep your motherfuckin hands off! fuck that!)
So i think and'bout my past now, my future holds only pain.
involuntarily drugged by the state for years, now i know iand'm insane.
when iand'm moved shackled hands and feet, my skinand's covered in ink.
i read the bible and'bout twenty-five times, now fuck godand'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, iand'm a bust him in the -
iand'll break your fuckin neck with my bare hands, fuck that.)
So live your life to the fullest, but remember donand't trip.
one mistake youand're my neighbor, and thereand's no one here rich!
Body Count
Dead man walking
Dead man walking
I donand'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 thatand'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 ainand't got no chance, you
ainand't got no money youand're fucked, youand're fucked!)
Now this cell is my residence, my address is the row.
24 hour lock down, when theyand'll kill me who knows?
Guilty - we the unfree!
dead men walking
guilty - we the unfree!
dead men walking
Iand'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 mentalityand's hate!
(when i was on the street i had motherfuckin boys, whereand's my bitch?
she wonand't even accept my fuckin phone calls! yo, they better not let me
up out this motherfucka , you this shitand'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 iand'd like to say.
yo, you, judge, you a racist motherfucker.
i feel like bustin your motherfuckin... no, let
me go... iand'm gonna kill everyone one of you
jurors. if i ever get out of here, iand'm comin one by one
and blow your motherfuckin brains out. you motherfuckers!
no, keep your motherfuckin hands off! fuck that!)
So i think and'bout my past now, my future holds only pain.
involuntarily drugged by the state for years, now i know iand'm insane.
when iand'm moved shackled hands and feet, my skinand's covered in ink.
i read the bible and'bout twenty-five times, now fuck godand'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, iand'm a bust him in the -
iand'll break your fuckin neck with my bare hands, fuck that.)
So live your life to the fullest, but remember donand't trip.
one mistake youand're my neighbor, and thereand's no one here rich!
