vacation or some shit (frontin ass niggaz) like they enjoyed theyself
 Frontin ass niggaz, yo, yo, yo

 Jump off the train and the first thing that I see
 when I see the daylight, is a prison
 I guess the government is tryin to plant negative seeds
 Could it be my destiny's in the prison..
 I keep awareness, cause that's where they want us
 They put us in the projects, so projects become us
 Don't believe me? Peep the bars on the windows
 The intercoms, why we gotta live so close?
 Cops beat us up often, like C.O.'s do
 Got a problem? See the warden, when your rent is due
 We got, workout spots now built on blocks
 and ballcourts often watched by, housing cops
 I guess the streets are the teachers, the elementaries
 Then we graduate to college, get the prison degree
 That's why jails are built so, close to us
 Cause we never protest what's opposed to us

 We went from pyramids to projects
 Treated like unidentified objects
 Life's a game and the devil's makin side bets
 Drug us up but the seeds feel the side effects
 Put our backs against the wall so we can't achieve
 Pack us in so tight that we can barely breathe
 Make us feel comfortable and we don't wanna leave
 Throw us a bone, and no more do we feel the need
 to have our own, tryin to seperate our familes and
 broken homes, growin up with no identies it's - unknown
 Put us back in this world, institutionalized
 Not a pot to piss in, no solution arise
 Out the pit evadin the rent son we was born to lose
 In this world we livin in it make it hard to choose
 right from wrong if doin wrong is what pays the dues
 Life's a big mystery until we find the clues

 They wanna us locked up (locked down)
 Caged up (shut down)
 Fucked up (face down)
 Handcuffed (on the ground)
 Shit, the plan is just to have yo' ass missin
 From the womb to the tomb (from the streets to the prisons)

 They wanna us locked up (locked down)
 Caged up (shut down)
 Fucked up (face down)
 Handcuffed (on the ground)
 Shit, the plan is just to have yo' ass missin
 From the womb to the tomb (from the streets to the prisons)

 Yo, just try and understand me
 We forced to touch on what we can't see
 So close, and yet so far from where we need to be
 While society's promotin mental slavery
 They got me followin laws that don't apply to me
 Within the world, that's lovin to hate
 All our negative intentions are sealin our fate
 And the struggle can't wait cause the hustle is ongoin
 Hell, if we ain't in it already, we all goin
 Why just the other day, around the way they built another
 cage for the underage inner-city brother
 And it's like a life of crime is my demon, I feel haunted
 with, sorry Mr. Dyer but there's no help wanted
 But son gotta eat, so you know I'm back on the street
 Hustlin mines, til I get back on my feet
 But how many times I gotta repeat the same song?
 We on the edge with no choice but to hold on

 They wanna us locked up (locked down)
 Caged up (shut down)
 Fucked up (face down)
 Handcuffed (on the ground)
 Shit, the plan is just to have yo' ass missin
 From the womb to the tomb (from the streets to the prisons)

 They wanna us locked up (locked down)
 Caged up (shut down)
 Fucked up (face down)
 Handcuffed (on the ground)
 Shit, the plan is just to have yo' ass missin
 From the womb to the tomb (from the streets to the prisons)

 They wanna us locked up (locked down)
 Caged up (shut down)
 Fucked up (face down)
 Handcuffed (on the ground)
 Shit, the plan is just to have yo' ass missin
 From the womb to the tomb (from the streets to the prisons