Bizzy Bone

Bizzy Bone - Judge lyrics

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Justice's sometimes so wrong, so bad, take it is pussy

Justice's sometimes so wrong, so fucking scheibe

Justice's sometimes so wrong, so bad, take it is pussy

Justice's sometimes so wrong, so bad, fick dich !



Why me you judge you judge and break my life



You break my life

I was just blind

I grew up so wild

Did not want this crime

Walking in this park

Fighting in the park

Couldn't stop myself

Did not want his death



I am in jail I'm alone

Every night I sleep with my regrets

I'm alone

Can't escape

Crying inside



Minutes like days

I don't sleep at night

But my wings are lies

I just cannot fly

Walking in this park

Never meets this man

Live a normal life

A wife and a child 

 I was a child 

I was not bad

Do you hear

I swear

He kicked me

I trashed him

You know

I swear



I'm alone

Live with this death 

I am alone

Life in a grave

Crying inside



I pay the price 

Just like a crow

You know

I'm trapped

I dream it

I want it

You laugh

I'm lost 

 



Because I cannot escape, why !!!



I can't stand this place of shit

Bloody fists are smashing all around

This place is bad for me I think I'm going mad

I pay a price too strong for my young life

Should be good for justice that you realize

Too much time in jail no good for the guys

Criminals are sometimes created by the laws

Can't be good in a cage where I have to grow

Grow Grow Grow Grow



One more proof that some of the problems

Are created by the ones who judge men

One more proof that some of the problems

Come from the motherfucking judgement

Judge Judge You're like bastards

Judge Judge You're like bastards

Judge Judge Judge Judge



I'm in jail

I'm alone

Every night I sleep with my regrets

I'm alone

Can't escape

Crying inside

I sleep with my regrets

I'm alone

Sleep with my regrets

And every night

I sleep with my regrets

I'm alone

Can't escape

Crying inside

 I'm in jail 

I'm alone

Live with this death 

And I dig my grave 

I'm dead 

My soul cries 

Live with his death 

And I dig my grave 

I'm dead 

My soul cries 

Live with this death 

And I dig my grave 

I'm dead 

My soul cries  



Because I cannot escape why

Why must I pay so much for this crime ???
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