Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

this is Correctional Facility
you a collect call from inmate
yeah this is
to this call please press 3 now
you

[Turtle
hey sis let me to momma
who me on find besides all the
the system took me in but then they took me
I suffer another number
I wonder if I conquer dis criminal structure built to

the of men
when guards come in the bars and the pen
I know I'm in hell and its to win
I up late lying in the dark for me
thinking bout the night the police marching in
its like they stop barging in
asking what mob I'm in
try left us some scars within
fighting back the lyrics of a favorite him
its over now cant a child
mold a child a child or own a child a soldier now
hold your tears
become a teacher mold ya
let em know its in here
this the way to spend them older years
I'm the fears of the world
no longer momma's pearl in
its all them older cats school me to the game
I'm all no mo rats or any cold beers
the ghetto disappear

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they run up in my
and took you my world
now ya gone and I'm feeling all the pain your going through
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sometimes I lay back in my crying
hells blind but I hope I make it through jail time
trying to stay focus but I they mad me panic before
I guess what I got my family for behind bars

[Turtle
I'm outta time
momma yet
my little brother let me holla at him
up cat
I got you
in the books them streets is a motha
undercovers as hustlers exposing the brothers controlling
the
struggle by any
brutality got the police running like the
our community need hugs instead of the slugs the guns the

got crime on killing the the spirits above
drop a warning sigh its only
but all I think is 85 them good times
momma give us her last
icey cups you yours I give you mine
true define us to divine
calling it on another's pride but I to see you cry
the rain come
my family feel my inside
by the way my momma getting married
brought tears to my I just hope my son happy

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[Turtle
ran to the phone got a hundred like me
and all we have is minutes to reach our people our free
brother listen be for momma
let her know I never meant to cause her no
the pain make my vain cries
will I recover my name and still discover how the become us
how they done us
watered down our pride and drunkers riders g's and
we gotta guide our theres better days among us
never let the rage you under upstage the till tomorrow
and the C's just follow wont the sorrow
for the misery we wallowing time
them days in this gaze got my mind boggling
oh momma and hey lady I you
and them ways you raised me them hard head things that you

realize ya son a lot of heart from ya
its phone check time I'm gone I love you

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