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They say "protect your ass in jail"
I'm going to have to live day by day cause my life has failed
All these monkey's have tails
I must look funky, I'm the only one who is pale
I'm in a room full of junkies and I'm tryin' to stay stable
I used to pop Champagne but now far from way able
It's a shame I'm feeling this God damn pain that takes inside
Most these Lamoes are in the rap game, God I'll commit a triple homicide
I'm just gonna play it plain, maybe stab someone who has gay pride
I hate my former crew, they've probably found someone new when they hide
I know these Jail birds aren't to fond of me but I'm not going to cry
Let my mind wait, my number is 9 8, at least I have a fine slate
I'm watching them do evil slumbers, I may possibly die
I call these people my brothers but that's lethal, they're always up for a fight
I never f**ked with rubber, now I need an eraser for my life

f**king hell, I hate this Cage
I have this ugly shell looking at me when ever I take centre stage
The Mirror says I'm disgusting, that feels me with rage
I tell them that I've got the heat and I'm cooking
I want to bread more than wheat, no one can guess whether I'll break
I'll bust everyone's head and dump them in a Lake
My blood pressure is through the Roof and I've lost my footing
4 years is how long I've been in here
Cause I've got a quick ear, I hear things a bit clear
I was originally beefing but now it's War
So come at me speaking, I'll send you to the floor
Enemies come at me like "boo" but you gotta bring more
Don't be jealous cause I'm hotter than a lotta whores
They're just waiting for me to be King for a second time
I'm careless when it comes to someone who's hairless
Or when they're doing a line
I'm still tryin' to get back in the swing and earn that bling
I've been spying and people are denying that I did the Gang thing
I've just heard on the news about Columbine
It's said I missed it, I could have came along for the ride
Walls surround me, I've starting kissing the Ground
Should I attack all the n***a's that rap their Town?
If you said yes, then good, cause I already have without a sound
No one knows, not even the Police who should be called Clowns
In four weeks my cell mate gets a release
Then I will get no peace
I've got all this stress hate built in me
We use to have conversations like "we use to be rich, didn't we"?
He was here for killing G's
It must of got lost in translation but I've got more temptation for this domination
If you've lost your patience then I'll send you to a foreign nation

With only one year to go
They keep asking if they want the juice though
I've got the nickname of Glass king cause I could see through Snow
People in Hoodies try to kill me with a quick aim while screamin' "You've been schooled yo"
I'm left to wonder will he be free
But most of these plunders are gleaming at random TV's
My new cell mate is always beaming while dreaming about scheming
I'll make him smile with my stile while I'm giving him a beating
Kill the rats that live in the Crawl Space, get them before they can start teaming
Make their bodies go splat, where I'm at is the worst
Mistakes can happen and that's why I'm living with Snakes first
Bats burst shoddy shotty posse's while they're heeping briefing and even peeking
Even though people say leave em', I take Steven and tell him he's curst

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