As I wake up in the mornin, I jump up out a my bed 

Freedom is on my mind as I place this six by nine cell 

Nigga ain't seen daylight, they got me caged like, I'm runnin wild 

Just for tryna' feed myself, since they act like we ain't even here 

So I say, I've done no wrong, I wanna go home now 

Ain't tryna listen to that 

The niggas I used to call, they ain't pickin up the phone now 

Niggas know I'm trippin for that 

I miss my mama, brotha, sistas, man, I'm feelin so alone now 

Wish that I could go back 

I guess I'm payin the dues of a real true soldier 



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It's so hard on the street so I packs my heat 

That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep 

I'm suited up to kill, all my enemies 

If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me 

Now that I'm livin in a cell, the tables are turned 

I never knew I had such a lesson to learn 

I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes 

I'm so caught up I don't know what to do 



I got a letter in the mail from my girl, she let me know 

That I'm too thuggish for her world, so she need to let me go 

Plus her mama playa hatin sayin datin me is dangerous 

She don't think she should hang with thugs 

She probably better off though 

Run in back and tell the broad she can go, give my mama all my clothes 

The keys to my low-low to my brother 

Bitch, if niggas tell me you in my shit you will be fucked up 

This shit ain't right 

Lawyer say that ?? we got that bitch tonight 

He say she down to ride, with young niggas like me 

Two strikes and I violated my probation 

Plus they say they get me if they ever saw my face again 

So I, be spendin more time, as a Thug on the Line 

Did the crime so I'm doin the time 



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Tomorrow mornin, I'm scheduled for the court room 

Voices in my head sayin, "Nigga, what you gon' do?" 

No soon, I be ridin that big blue bus 

Chained up with the killas and the thugs 

Tossed all night in my bunk, waitin for the judge to send me up 

I knew just what it was when I got cuffed 

That that would be the last time I would see the sun 

First I picture myself in jail, that vision wack 

Then I picture myself rollin my Cadillac 

Bounce, bounce, side to side, hittin switches 

Pullin off on them bitches, just tryna' get it 

But then I flash back 'cause my cell door slam 

Now I got to go see the man, damn 

Now we bailin down the hallway 

Niggas yellin, "keep it real," nigga always, always 



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