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the shit's
Then you should be leavin'
Free all my shortiеs out the damn prison
Loud pack bust my ear drums
I can't hear shit
Pussy got that fakе ice on, he

The Two of Us

Suede

The Best of Suede

2010

silhouettes by the cash machine make a lovers dance
It's a tango for the lonely wives of the business class

Lying in my bed
Watching my mistakes
I listen

Of yourself then your in my prison
Whos reality's gradually
Having me casually
Can you fathom the insanity
Of believing the truth is held by a few
And it ain't

Ghetto Gospel

Killer Mike

R.A.P. Music

2012

they get acquitted
While the real sent to prison, to rot away while they living
And all because I say dope shit they on a mission
To nail my black ass

Her Imagination

Soft Cell

Soul Inside

1984

Displayed with sad affection in her room

But this life is a prison
And it hurts to hear the children laughing
While they live their pretty little dreams

Some time ago, didn't know what I was doin'
Just driving down that road to ruin
Down on my luck, feeling pretty grim
Just finished up a whole bottle

A pretty bitch
Normally don't even know her Worth 
Fine with me
Ima show her how ima to filla Purse 

Militant 
Heart colder than a poltergeist 
What you

Cause all of this winning
It can't be by luck
And it can't be by sinning
Love all of these women
Yea
Look how they grinning
When i step in the building

elevate
Escalating the conflict
Worldly thoughts for a man made construct
Bound by this metal prison
Just let me fall
And repeat the cycle once again
Cause

life
It don't make sense man, sum'n ain't right...
So girl what the deal, you seem pretty ill
I know you feel pain, but you don't take the pills
Can't

booked
Forty years all over a suicide mission
I'll be fifty-eight when them niggas get out of prison
Whether by luck or fate
I could've been in the system

back they'll just fucking kill you
Let's imagine that you didn't fight back and you go to prison
They're all privately owned you're pretty much a slave

Feelin' pretty blue but until I see you my eyes are
Filled with joy and I can't really play with my toys and
I feel like I'm bleeding from eyes but

Otherwise they contribute to a bigger skull
You encouraging the youth to be a killer 
Pretty pitiful
Didn't know the goal was only numbers 
In a prison full

and say I fought the fight
One day I will look at a wife kissing her goodnight
One day I will look at faces blinded by the lights
Traveling the states

Pulse gone
No Where to Go!

I'm

Im terrified I'll never leave the barrio
Fuckin social prison
Black hole
Count all the bodies up
Pride is all we really

the police station
Prison city they wanna try and keep us trapped
Perhaps we look guilty to them they wanna act
Attacked
Shit ain't pretty it get litty in

tricky every city is a wish list
Pretty pennies reign supreme gifts like it's Christmas
Un-rich kids get off kicks like "What is this?"
It's all a price

Try and see beyond yourself
Your pretty little prison cell
String another down the line
It ain't me Im feeling fine
Can't you see it ain't me
Don't

I once met a girl with purple dyed hair
She had this pretty face nothing could compare
I thought she was showing me the horizon
But hand in hand she

i'd let everybody down
So I tell them all I'd rather be by myself
Staring at the four walls of my prison cell and you
Know the way out of here would be

They both worked at the insurance brokers
Dave and Cindy were both smokers
She was standing outside by the post room door 
He asked her for a light

and take winnings
Amaze women, I played villain evade prison
We stay driven, we make profit the games spinning
The rains risen we ain't stopping, we stay

I can't decide if I wanna start talking bout money or pain, well shit maybe both
I can't decide if I wanna start moving by rari or plane, shit maybe