BODY COUNT lyrics : "Dead Man Walking"
My life was $#&@ed from the jumpstreet, now this kite I
write.
Never had half a $#&@in chance, my whole trial I was broke.
Circumstantial that's bull%#@!, my defense was a joke!
(You go in a mother$#&@in courtroom,
with a $#&@in public defender - the public
defender works with the $#&@in D. A.!
Mother$#&@ers ain't got no chance, you
ain't got no money you're $#&@ed, you're $#&@ed!)
Now this cell is my residence, my address is The Row.
24 hour lock down, when they'll kill me who knows?
Guilty - we the unfree!
Dead men walking
Guilty - we the unfree!
Dead men walking
I'm a genius from books now, Never read on the street.
Never lifted a $#&@in weight, now my boys concrete.
Filed a hundred appeals or more, no response from the state.
Get no phone calls or visits, My mentality's hate!
(When I was on the street I had mother$#&@in boys, where's my
(*##$?
She won't even accept my $#&@in phone calls! Yo, they better not
let me
up out this mother$#&@a , you this %#@!'s on, $#&@ that
word!)
I get visits from doctors, !@#^yzing the ill.
Families pray for my death now, vengeance lays for the kill.
(Does the defendant have any final words
he would like to say to the court?
Yeah, I got somethin I'd like to say.
Yo, you, judge, you a racist mother$#&@er.
I feel like bustin your mother$#&@in... no, let
me go... I'm gonna kill everyone one of you
jurors. If I ever get out of here, I'm comin one by one
and blow your mother$#&@in brains out. You mother$#&@ers!
No, keep your mother$#&@in hands off! $#&@ that!)
So I think 'bout my past now, my future holds only pain.
Involuntarily drugged by the state for years, now I know I'm
insane.
When I'm moved shackled hands and feet, my skin's covered in
ink.
I read the bible 'bout twenty-five times, now $#&@ god's how I
think!
(You can save all that religious bull%#@!,
stay the $#&@ out of my cell. If that priest
comes in my cell, I'm a bust him in the -
I'll break your $#&@in neck with my bare hands, $#&@ that.)
So live your life to the fullest, but remember don't trip.
One mistake you're my neighbor, and there's no one here rich!
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