Shyne - Fred Hampton lyrics

rate me

I guess you must to say, they won't listen to me

said is to die in this chair where they gonna cook me

where did I go on this road to start it

they got me payin for what didn't got it

hard my heart it's no longer thrubin

I'm racin to a place where I embrace my cuffin

I'm in, man whatever you callin

to guards in the cherry it's screw to penny list

for now my try to turn in the streets

they say rehabilitation don't apply to me

is it I'm black is it my color I'm in prison

'cause my picnic got me sitting to destruction

since my day is an infant

Hook:

Hell Lord, dear Lord we did the let me get a pardon

so hard in the streets but we ain't fallin

screw to y'all I'ma eat blood we ain't stoppin

left the bottles in the sheets blood we ain't talking

Hell Lord, dear Lord we did the let me get a pardon

ain't got a jump shot me and Jordan

he ain't go to..blood we ain't harve it

I talk for the streets solo ones and..

Brrr brr smoke ball cry, blood the rhythm of the streets since the sin of the east

they say I'm wrong 'cause I'm on

but nobody say nothing bout duffing the on

they never say nothing bout ..

free seat murder and the wallins

little busters thinking they gonna come up

bout catching the chargement

and when the jer won't make you a star

and when the jail gonna make you like ..

tear it to the ..glass behind the beat ball

ain't no business, ain't no women blood ain't no three wishes

is a big standing over probably told you why you whistle

Listen I give it all just to be on the town with my moms

this this hell for me, this is hell for me

mama pray for me

Hook:

Hell Lord, dear Lord we did the let me get a pardon

so hard in the streets but we ain't fallin

screw to y'all I'ma eat blood we ain't stoppin

left the bottles in the sheets blood we ain't talking

Hell Lord, dear Lord we did the let me get a pardon

ain't got a jump shot me and Jordan

he ain't go to..blood we ain't harve it

I talk for the streets solo ones and..

Caution, baby the..kings as they lobs and now trade marchin

for those that don't know this is die mood talking

lot of bad but to fight for the black is McCalin

like..started before you was mallin,

I'ma be guarded against the garden list

bang on them bigs that's a pressing as

they afraid 'cause the way is in my DNA

Look into my eyes you can see God face

ain't no case that could change but it's in my DNA man

screw to bad boys in the..police

God bless IG no G supreme,

if now for curtains Jackson now it all be free

but the crip made the deal with the feds and square

Michael and Gabriel help me,

what they gonna tell me, he?

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