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lirik lagu 5th ward boyz – concrete hell

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(intro)
this is for all ma motherf-cking n-gg-z that’s in the penitentiary
all the ma motherf-cking n-gg-z that’s on the row
all the ma motherf-cking n-gg-z that trying to get m-th-f-ckin bail,
that aint born with the m-th-f-cking police
i aint born in the m-th-f-cking penitentiary coz a n-gg- escaped
this for all them m-th-f-cking n-gg-z who on that m-th-f-cking privacy union
all the real gh n-gg-z on the darington unioun
and real murdering age n-gg-z on the coalfield union
all them n-gg-z thats on death row, n-gg-z stay up
now peek what these m-th-f-cking fifth ward boyz coming from

checkers on my feet as i creep thru a long line of drugdealaz and killaz
thugz, riffers and hoodlums, og’s and nooboots
lookin at me mean wanting to point a finger
thinking i’m comin behind these walls to be a winner
they got me f-cked up just because am black down and still a souldier
ain’t gonna be one till am much older
but these riffers got me caught up in a cross so i louse
callin some big pink m-th-f-cker bouts
aint that a b-tch (b–tch) i never thought that sh-t would go this way
e-rock the stupid punk and 1995 slave
i fold ma nuts coz these fingers got me trippin daily
i made a shade just in case these foolz wanna fade me
this lifestyle aint much different from the hood so
you can eat but pick the scars later on my throat
i seen a bunch of n-gg-z comin here like heroes
i seen a bunch of n-gg-z turned into some straight hoes
am too strong for a suicide
i rather lay my timer like a jig unless they kill me
third block fifteenth cell
representing fifth rard, in this concrete h-ll

you know these homes got me canned in a cell
never thought that i would be in jail for another n-gg-, but now i am
and i can still hear the judge when he said 25
see ma mamma cry now am f-cked up inside
am in the wrong place at the wrong time
hoping it’s a dream and i wake up at any time
only 17 when i came in now am 24
doing day for day i gots to do me 18 more
collect calls keep me talking to ma son
tell him daddy love him and i won’t be gone for long
talk to all ma hoez and ma b-tches and ma n-gg-z
tell em sis a peach you know a n-gg- mission
tryina maintain keep the strain out ma brain
gotta box of game and a number for a name
342036 is ma id number
my head is f-cked up coz the prison took me under
a stright g looking up to the og
tryin to beat game like the gs before me
and now am living life in a cell
trying not to lose ma mind, in this concrete h-ll

i was sentenced to life without parole in a day
am sitting in my 6 5 8 with ma focus on half way
the warden and the boss wants to show love n-gg-
aaron hood n-gg- wants to show love
but i came at ya, push ya, kiss a n-gg- sh-t
refresh the game around and let a n-gg- turn me b-tch
so i grab the anger with a slanger n-gg-z thought i was crazy
mean mugging b-tch couldn’t change the way i acts
am falling yo am locked down harrased out
push me over to the edge, losing blood when i p-ssed out
the walls are closing in and am curling in a corner
silent, ready to cause a riot in a dialect
a n-gg- gets stuck in this b-tch
keep him catching a chase coz a murderer never never heard of ya
everybodys all for self, you cant do another n-gg-z time
watch the shank and read the shadow line
a n-gg- was just denied by parole
so am down to do n-gg- in the hole for sure
flashbacks h-t a n-gg- well
320 st-tches left but og stranded in this concrete h-ll