Luyện nghe bài hát Jail Time

this is Joliet Facility
you a collect call from inmate
this is Tucker
to this call please press 3 now
you

[Turtle
hey sis let me to momma
who me on find besides all the
the system took me in but then they took me
I suffer being number
I wonder if I could conquer dis criminal built to

the of men
when guards come in the bars and the pen
I know I'm in hell and its to win
I stay up late lying in the for me
bout the night the police came marching in
its like they wouldn't stop in
momma what mob I'm in
try strictly left us scars within
back the lyrics of a favorite baptist him
its over now cant a child
mold a child scold a child or own a child a now
baby your tears
become a mold ya peers
let em know its cold in
this ain't the way to spend older years
I'm the fears of the world
no longer momma's in here
its all clear older cats school me to the game
I'm all ears no mo rats or any cold
the famous disappear

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they run up in my
and took you from my
now ya gone and I'm feeling all the pain that going through
[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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sometimes I lay back in my cell
hells but I hope I make it through this jail time
trying to stay focus but I heard mad me panic before
I thats what I got my family for behind bars

[Turtle
I'm running time
momma yet
my little brother let me holla at him
up cat
I got you
in the books them streets is a motha
undercovers posing as exposing the brothers controlling
the
by any means
brutality got the police like the enemy
our community need hugs instead of the slugs the guns the

got crime on killing the love the spirits
drop a warning sigh its only
but all I think about is 85 good times
give us her last dime
icey cups you drop yours I you mine
true define us to divine
it on another's pride but I hate to see you cry
the rain shine
my feel my pain inside
by the way my baby getting married
tears to my eyes I just hope my son happy

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[chorus 1 in of chorus 2]
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[Turtle
ran to the got a hundred guys like me
and all we have is precious to reach our people our free
brother listen be for momma
let her know I never meant to her no drama
the make my vain cries thunder
will I recover my name and discover how the game become us
look how they us
watered down our pride and drunkers riders g's and
we gotta guide our younger theres better among us
never let the rage you under upstage the till tomorrow
and the C's follow wont feel the sorrow
for the we wallowing time swallowing
them better days in gaze got my mind boggling
oh momma and hey lady I you
and ways you raised me them hard head things that drove you

realize ya son took a lot of heart ya
its phone check time I'm momma I love you

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[chorus 1 in background of 2]
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