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bknappbeats - 16 on death row كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
i’m caught up in this sickness
i robbed my adversaries but slipped and left a witness
wonder if they’ll catch me, or will this n-gga snitch?
should i shoot his b-tch or make the n-gga rich
don’t wanna commit murder, but d-mn, they got me trapped
hawkin’ while i’m walkin’ and talkin’ behind my back
i’m kind of schizophrenic, i’m in this sh-t to win it
‘cause life’s a wheel of fortune, here’s my chance to spin it
got no time for cops, who trip and try to catch me
too f-ckin’ trigger-happy to let them suckers sn-tch me
n-ggas gettin’ jealous, tryin’ to find my stash
whip out the 9, now i’mma dime pump your -ss
peter picked a pepper, but i can pick a punk
sn-tched him like a b-tch and threw him in the trunk
the punk thought i was bluffin’, but swear i’m nothin’ nice
before i take your life, first wrestle with these mites
i listened to his screams, until he went insane
i guess the little mites had finally found his brain
new rovers pull me over, i’m sentenced to the pen
remember that little bird? he snitched and told a friend
it’s trouble on my mind, i’m with the old-timers
and f-ck five-0! blaow, blaow!

[verse 3]
they sentenced me to death
today’s my final day, i’m countin’ every breath
i’m bitter ‘cause i’m dying, so much i haven’t seen
i know you never dreamed your baby would be dead at 16
i got beef with a sick society
that doesn’t give a sh-t
and they too quick to say goodbye to me
they tell me the preacher’s there for me
he’s a crook with a book
that mothaf-cka never cared for me
he’s only here to be sure i don’t drop a dime to god
about the crimes he’s committin’ on the poor
and how can these people judge me?
they ain’t my peers, and in all these years
they ain’t never love me
i never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan
to keep a n-gga in the state pen
and to my homies out buryin’ mothaf-ckas
steer clear of these aryan mothaf-ckas
‘cause once they got you locked up
they got you trapped, you’re better off gettin’ shot up
i’m convinced self-defense is the way
please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day
i wish i would’ve known while i was out there
now i’m straight headin’ for the chair

- bknappbeats

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