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Been through so much trauma back in prison never be the same 
I do this here more so for the passion not the dividends 
So you sit back and grab yourself

gleece
Where you rap, wear cleats or Jordan sneaks to score them 3's
Praying  for safety on her knees, Mama's worried sick
She wants me in the house
We're

an option
Stay on go like monopoly 
Yeah I house shit like properties 
Gotta vet nigga keep a tech wit em 
He a spinna block like it's pottery 
And He cooking

forget
I am so forgiving
But I don't forget
I am so forgiving
But I can't forget
We was tight I loved you like a brother would
Brought you in the house

in a police car and the door slammed
No noise just silence as I screamed my dick was jammed
Now in prison for one month no one to see
All I got is this

really got it out the mud
That made us stronger
Don't give up brother hold on a little bit longer
Stay out of prison stay out of jail I'm gone show you

Three 45's in my house
I'm in no Gang
Croked bitches complain
And find out my "gangsta" slang
Fake bitch shut the fuck up
Nobody wanna listen
Oh you're

me she they with one whitey
my inheritance now turned unto strangers our houses to aliens disvirgin our maids for their gorgeous gardens
seems justice

seized by police
Took jewelry, fur coats, ruined every furniture piece
Family photos against prison walls since I was 3
So I know what a broken home about

Detached house of this cash cow
Very flash wow
Automatic gates smashed down
When I crashed through em at a maxed out
Pace, proper fast, pal
Wacked my

fast
Had a lot of niggas I would laugh with
I done lost some niggas in my faction
Some in prison, some got mad kids
Some are pushing up daisies...
And I

Donahue
And that Madonna too
I did done a crime or two
Been to prison a time or two
Listen, if it's drama I'mma show
You what the llama do i spit, cook

fuck fucka zombie, oh shit zombie

I showed up with my little
Sis to Atlanta State Prison
(home sweet home)
It's only place we thought to go
Cuz it's

Where sense is defenseless and
Festers on the bone
You'll find entropy's offensive is
Rendered in the stone
As you roam through the Oldest House
Home

2 months I'll be sinner
18 months from my kids
Don't know nothing about this weapon
It was nothing I did
He was found in my house
And they found no

on the porch so now she leavin'
We been trappin' out the
Door and niggas eatin'
Buy lil' mama a new house so now we even
Buy the kids all of the free cups

again
So I guess I'm going back on the run again
I'm having fun again, I'm wiling out with my gun again
Shoot up your house just for the fun of it
Yeah

and condemned them to a financial prison
That taught hate as a tradition with blood money nepotism
For their mediocre children placed in powerful positions
See

run up in your house and turn that shit into Resident Evil, decadent, pestilence, there's no sign of intelligent people, feel like the elephant man,

be in her tummy 

I gotta get up and get to the money 

I gotta get to a check 

Fuck 12  

Free The Real, Kill The Rest 

Gotta a bird in the house

That's about to be changed
I'm in a prison
Give me a reason
Just to get it rearranged

I don't wanna see me weak
I just wanna be complete
I just

Digging into despair
In the crashing waves
Crisis maze
Unclear paths and growing graves
I shed my spirit in this prison
You can’t kick them out
If

to a tomb.
Based in the basement
Whipping in the kitchen
Plastic wraps in the attic
The house was for trapping
The closets for victims
The groupies is addicts

white sheet of other blackness, like the eyes that were taken out of the skull and the houses where no one  lives

The security officers do not show mercy