Nothing to Lose

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Sittin' in my cell, this brick and bar hell Dreamin' of the days of murder and locked in cartel Drive bys, date rapes and weight like bar bells I slit my girls throat dumped in McCart's well Oh well, it's what I thought at the time 'Cause in my own mind, it didn't like a crime It seemed to be fine, all it was, was good times Shoot a bitch, snort a line at the drop of a dime Matter of fact the local mob was my first job It's kinda easy when you killin' to rob At least I wasn't sittin' home bein' a slob I got up off my ass started climbin' to the top They callin' me a demon and I'm askin' how can I be I know I got a heart, just lack of humanity But now my sanity is somethin' I ain't seen in a while Sittin' on death row, this is my green mile [Chorus] Locked up ain't where I wanna be Confined in my mind is like a prison to me Since birth had nothin' to choose I'm on the run with a gun with nothin' to lose Locked up ain't where I wanna be Confined in my mind is like a prison to me Since birth had nothin' to choose I'm on the run with a gun with nothin' to lose [Verse 2] Childhood is the blame, poverty stricken Acid defacs in the mix and watch the plot thicken I was sick of being poor, sick of just livin' Sick of depression and that trailor park prison That mama had me struckin' and where was my dad I think that he forgot about the son that he had So the chances of survival were none to slim And mama keeps sayin' I remind her of him So if I'm just like my dad then I'm goin' to be broke Pulled a kick door, stabed my neighbour in the throat I set off on my journey to see what I could find I watched scarface and knew the world was mine As far back as I recall I was fearless But now my death is near and it's clear that I fear this I know that satan is waitin' and I ain't found heaven So I put my salvation in this chrome MAC-11 [Chorus] Locked up ain't where I wanna be Confined in my mind is like a prison to me Since birth had nothin' to choose I'm on the run with a gun with nothin' to lose Locked up ain't where I wanna be Confined in my mind is like a prison to me Since birth had nothin' to choose I'm on the run with a gun with nothin' to lose [Verse 3] It's about that time, I hear 'em comin' down the line My cell door slides and I'm hopin' that it will bind I gotta make my move, it's the needle of death About to shoot me in my veins till I take my last breath Cold sweat breads bubbles up, I can't stop shakin' I gotta do something, keep thinkin', thinkin', thinkin' I'm gonna die either way, nothin' to lose I look him dead in the eye then I make my move I kicked the guard in the sternum, not a second to wait The strenght from my adrenaline caved his chest plate I hit the next guard in the face with my shackles Paint the walls dark red with blood and bone spackle Knocked the next off the C block balcony I snatched a tazer gun, home free I'm about to be Made a run for the door, I didn't look back *Gunshot* I got shot in the back of my head and… [Pre-Chorus] Ay, what the fuck!? Did you get him? (Hey) Back up! Check his pulse! Is he dead? Brandy, get over here, we need some help! What happened? (Just move!) C'mon, alright, backup! Did I? (Chase that!) Shit (Bitch, [find!?]) Son of a bitch! He just, he just jumped up! ([?]) He just jumped [the fuckin'!?] He just jumped up! You know the mothafucka! (This shit right here!) [Chorus] Locked up ain't where I wanna be Confined in my mind is like a prison to me Since birth had nothin' to choose I'm on the run with a gun with nothin' to lose Locked up ain't where I wanna be Confined in my mind is like a prison to me Since birth had nothin' to choose I'm on the run with a gun with nothin' to lose [Skit] *Unlocks* *Door opens* Sch… sch… don't hear that one… *Footsteps* *Door closes* Surprise! *Whizzes and claps* Aight… aight… NOW EVERYBODY GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY HOUSE! *Fart*
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Credits
- Writers
- Mike E. Clark
- Boondox