Prizon from Lust by Sleeper Cell

Im Trapped inside this battlefield/ surrounded by sheep i know just how the cattle feel dumbfounded and weak/ herded into slaughter houses destroying our youth/ been lied to so much we cant trust the truth/ from the leaf to the root/ the tree has been damaged/ cracked trunk and broken branches gots our families ravaged/ savage after savage are raised among the civilized/easy to vilify ridicule and criticize/still we will deny that the plan in motion, was a plan at all say they were paths thats chosen/ created moments/ segregated poor men, what we got in store men is nothing but an omen/ use whatever skills for coping/but they got us wide open/ its an us against them/ the man exists/ crammed inside this prison cells theres no exits/ police are like guards breaking our will to resist.

All my friends are heathens i advice you take it slow/ don't waste your breath they dont give a damn on who you know/ i aint gonna tell you not to make a sudden move/ seriosly sudden is the only move to choose/ separated crews/ are still segregated fools/ searching for a leader it might as well be you/ cause when i step inside the block the prisoners flock/ just to take a look at me walking the walk/ boss talk white chalk and loyalties pledged/guards watch soap in socks get your royalties bled/half cocked shoulda stopped now your toiletries red/ brain dead/ walking zombie, shouldn't of walked up on me/ violence i do calmy/ to y'all who try to harm me/ i gotta feed an army your commissary par sheets/ are filled to my orders/before we run up in your quarters/ making sure your not a hoarder checking border to border

Everydays a gamble and each one could be my last/ making my rounds hearing these maniacs laugh/ makes it hard to concentrate and i question my path/ god damn we aint different we both caught in this system/ while you assholes are riffing im still stuck in this prison/ for damn near minimum wage what i am risking/ are my freedoms and my sanity/ fuck the academy/ i aint trying to put my people in here what a calamity/ my vanity wont let me broke or homeless/ after a year of this shit im feeling broke and hopeless/ losing my focus/ cee ohhs are swarming like locust/ choking out which ever inmate is near cause they provoked us/ then they soak us with regulations/ poke us with accusations/ recycle this generation in this prison gentrification/from guard to inmate, from ok to bad off im waiting on visitation I got my hat off

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Underground
• conscience
• freestyling
• real rap
• storytelling
• Charlotte