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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,635
Peak in subgenre #127
Author
JOKERJOE2
Rights
YEAH, DONT TOUCH IT!
Uploaded
December 11, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 2:50
Story behind the song
its started out as a 16 of how inmates see me(C.O.) and then i noticed that i did a 16 on "back to reality" that wuz all about bein locked up... so i just connected them an dcame up with a hook...
Lyrics
Let me kick this 18, right off the top of the dome//
Bout this man that hates me, got locked away from his home//
See, he sees me as a demon, trained to bring him misery//
He don’t hear me as im preachin, speakin to em visually//
He believes me to be the police, and he’s the suspect of a sting//
Used to live his life so boldly, now freedoms the subject of his dreams//
He blamed others for his problems, now his problems are with others//
Every day his brain replays, the last place he saw his mother//
He doesn’t look past the gun and the badge, only sees the uniform//
But until he does, he’ll stay locked up, chasing “Freedom”, his unicorn//
Will he ever open his eyes, or will his lids stay shut?//
Is it better livin this life & risk getting ya wrist and face cut?//
They say the grass is always greener, on the other side of the gate//
Perhaps the grass will bring him back, call it another “honest mistake”//
His whole life he’s been runnin, from his pops, the cops and the block//
When he finally chose to take some blows, he forgot to block the shot//
Yeah, the cops were on the spot, ‘fore his heartbeat ever slowed//
Now his cold heart stopped, he screams pleadin from death row//
Yo I used ta have it made, yeah I waz paid fa dayz//
I shoulda just walked away, now I don’t make minimum wage//
Im a warrior in this jungle, of cell blockz and felloniez//
& I’m wondering if tha world, could sell rockz as well az me//
I wuz destined ta be tha best, slingin brickz on tha street block//
But back ta reality check, I’m a bitch that flees copz//
They dropped me in this box, where even tha windowz lock//
Depending on who I fuck wit, get shocked, or get shot//
I have dreamz of livin rich, and livin my life right//
But I wuznt givin shyt, in this place but a knife slice//
One day I'll change tha page, and get paid ta play tha stage//
But not till I break tha chainz, that strangle my brain from rage//
I try to tell myself, that my girl haz forever waited//
I just cant grasp tha fact that her world’s been devastated//
Out there I played tha role, I wuz known ta be so ruthless//
In here, tha truth be told, & it showz that I cant do this//
Tha youngenz punk tha cops, and its sad ta see tha faggotry//
But 20 yearz in tha box, brings me back to this reality//
