Luyện nghe bài hát Incarcerated

[Fiend
So what cha' here 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 here, ya heard me

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

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

x2]

Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, me a criminal
with any nigga when doin' times get critical
Cops crewed out I was tryin' to get too physical
Now I'm in this room, coughing and my genitals
bars, fist fights in the yard
I'ma dodge spending in the morgue
Look, ticket to spend his life with the Lord
He think he it out, take it out
Now my cellmate bout breakin' out
Look, I that fool it was impossible
Too of an obstacle
If you get caught you know what cops'll do
He had to quit more time, hospital
like he didn't know them people rotten too
Don't he look familiar, in chains
You make me kill ya, ya think it's a game
His uniform and his make him think he the man
I take it, have to face it, the people got us

x2]

I got partners that ain't never home
Two collect calls on the
touch the street cause I Jones
Still cuss the cause of Jones
Fuck a that you own
Behind bars that'll be chrome
Where T on, let it be known
His gone
and become straight throne
Graduated col, heard he got moved from Californ
Pumpin' it out the crib got him
Two miles from the dramas
Eight blocks the Magnolia
If he don't soldier he over
So he got it the dirty and trife
Got familiar with the skills, I done murdered for
the guard for the last time, it was my last time talkin' to him
You wanna see him, be a dead man to him
Unless he died from natural cause, they'll his ass tomorrow

x2]