Dead Man Walking - Body Count

Dead Man Walking - Body Count

Альбом
Violent Demise: The Last Days
Год
1996
Язык
`İngilizce`
Длительность
289970

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Dead Man Walking

Body Count

I don’t remember my mama

Dad sold crack all night

My life was fucked from the jumpstreet

Now this kite I write

Never had half a fuckin chance

My whole trial I was broke

Circumstantial that’s bullshit

My defense was a joke!

(You go in a motherfuckin courtroom

With a fuckin public defender — the public

Defender works with the fuckin D.A.

Motherfuckers ain’t got no chance, you

Ain’t got no money you’re fucked, you’re

Fucked!)

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 fuckin 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-

Fuckin boys, where’s my bitch?

She won’t

Even accept my fuckin phone calls!

Yo

They better not let me up out this mother-

Fucka, you this shit’s on, fuck that word!)

I get visits from doctors

Analyzing 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 motherfucker.

I

Feel like bustin your motherfuckin… 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-

Fuckin brains out.

You motherfuckers!

No, keep your motherfuckin hands off!

Fuck 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 fuck god’s how I think!

(You can save all that religious bullshit

Stay the fuck out of my cell.

If that priest

Comes in my cell, I’m a bust him in the —

I’ll break your fuckin neck with my bare

Hands, fuck 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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