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To see life's fruit outside the PJs
To see chicks, turn out tricks to pay rent 
Some strip cause someday they wish to be an accountant 
Been shocked by

Yeah I'm feeling good
Life's pretty great right now
Take another pull
Let my worries fade away right now
Cause I ain't go nowhere to go tonight
I

My God got no limits
Estoy viviendo la vida
Sí no kidding (Vamos leggo)
I, I, I
I'm locked in but this ain't prison
Yeah yeah

Everything that I do boy

For my niggas with convictions
Who ain't do it
Who ain't snitchin', locked in prison
Spreadin' noodles

For my niggas in the struggle
Goin' through

Always showed me the light
And now I'm swallowed by the darkness
Cardiologist called and said I qualified as heartless
Love cost me a lot and shit I

the drive 
i don’t wanna look like you 

overestimated my blessings 
i deserved a shorter sentence 
these prison walls were built by you 
(YOU)

five kids

vision in low light
Scan prison tats on the back of a low life lifeless
And a broke nose might just be done drippin'
Wet all night
It dries deep red

Trichinosis
No cancer or diabetes no terminal Diagnosis
No women with pretty faces but ugly Attitudes
Ignorant dispositions and no sense of Gratitude
Nobody

only longs for the best times
But best times I don't seem to detect mine
What's left by you can why I left life
In time see you fucks on the flip side
Ay

record
one i probably should like
But it seems my level of disinterest
We'll now
It is pretty high 

Can't you tell?
I've been working on improving
I've

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

Standing by the prison, the sign says "Come on In"
I've got a good lawyer. He claims his name is "Joe"
I think it's an alias, but what the hell do I know?

prosecuted blacks in the prison system
Ain't nobody tryna listen...
Free my man's and em' (Real talk) - free my man's and em'
A crazy man says something crazy,

“Risky Business” By Rhune Kincaid
Risky Business, I came to bear witness.Pull out the Blu-Ray, it’s time to hit this,Overlooked gem of the 80’s

summer in the city and I'm just passing by

And I stop
Sometimes I need to be alone
No stress no maps no friends no plans
Just breathe and let everything

of myself
After all, I've spent a long time in sin's prison
What I don't understand about myself is that I decide one way but then I act another
Doing things

Standing idly by accepting I'm a victim
My mind could be my prison
I know I'm my worst critic
It's time the cadence shifted
Treat myself with generosity

applaud, and he preaches on

When you're stuck in a prison
Dead-ended by your good intentions
You got in deep and you need a key
I heard of one that could

Stockholm Syndrome hasn't kicked in
But I'm in favour
All I've got around me is a prison and my neighbours
Living in each other's pockets, all our lives

reels
how does it feel?
Rollin stoned, no home to go, but the streets ownin' you and the onus still's for oiled bills
Pulled from greasy tills by

I started at this rap shit
Pretty funny seeing everyone I've lapped since
They prolly thinking man how he make it this far
Cause I'm incredible like

me now I'm jumping in headfirst
I dream of making music, but I’m inside taking calls
This job is like a prison, but with carpet-covered walls
(I need

me now I'm jumping in headfirst

I dream of making music, but I'm inside taking calls
This job is like a prison, but with carpet-covered walls
(I need

with the pain dealt inside of these brain cells, it's a prison
But who could free me better than you
And on top of that I can tell your a veteran too