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clinton project - deathrow كلمات الأغنية

recently born in ’83. how can it be? so quickly from the cradle to the grave. struggle, this path is paved. a life of bliss is now only a foul’s wish. like a blown kiss, seen but not felt. unlike the hand life dealt. raised up and certainly brushed off. a babyboy lost and all p-ssed off. what’s up doc.
so i got add? nah motherf-cker i ain’t got no dad. i called out to my father. the echo went further. i’m looking for god, just a simple man. so what’s up dad? they say you can’t miss what you never had. then how the h-ll sad turned into mad? tell me that.

i feel the hunger in the da’s mind. i see the tears in my mama’s eyes. while the prosecution is scheming my mama is screaming; don’t let my babyboy die!
life is like a lost page cause i’m stuck on the chapter of pain. through the rain.
this is no game. i guess the love has been missing. the love has been missing yeah.

out on parole trying to play the proper role though juvenile prison seemed to set me on a mission to the adult division. i had a plan. i’ll hussle that white death, make a few dozen stacks. then relax, and be a better man. i did all i can.but i slipped up, kissed her and she yook my breath. man that meth, what’s up with that.
what just happened? i heard the pistol clapping. two dead. lost in the abbys of dread. i got a wrapsheet, since the fourth grade trackmeat. so they gonna arrest me. i’m running from the past.
thinking it was cool i was acting like a fool. running down the street, nike kicks on my feet. stepping with a fly-ss walk as i flee. headbobing to tupac forever i will be.

the book of life wrote it. my mind exploded, my heart imploded. just as i spoke it. my past eliminated all hope. so silence was wise. i was quiet and embraced my rights. facing the death penalty all my homies out of sight.them cats turned to rats real quick like snap-back.
the killer’s denial got me on trial. heading towards a green mile. court appointed attorneys with not enough cash to ride first cl-ss on the journey. heading to a quick crash. secret deals brought up. the little piggy squeals. convicted and evicted from society. how can this be? it really wasn’t me.

it’s been ten years on the row. lost d-mn near everyone i know. i’ve seen an exodus to execution over 200 that died. appeal after appeal denied.
i keep fighting, striving and thriving to get back living. while the state keeps killing for killing to stop killing, while they’re killing.
insane legal opinions justify killing me while all forensics are indeed clearing me.
a lawyer’s mistake helps the state. it seems like a nightmare from witch i can’t wake.
i can proof my innocence. i’m hopeful still. that’s why the dead penalty makes no sense. it won’t be a righteous kill.
no rich man ever came here, no poor man ever left. stop the death penalty.
please visit www.saveaninnocentlife.com
and save clinton young.

- clinton project

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