(Verse 1)
I woke up in cold sweats
Cold cell
Hoody and sweats
Arms hurt from
All day pumping my chest
I look around 4 walls
Locked window
Locked door
C hall
With 50 more
Down the hall
Jumpsuits and white draws
Worn before
Thinking to myself
Back home is stuff
I never wore before
5th ave fits
I never liked the mall
Never played sports
But I like to ball
15 wit dreams
8 years could make'em
Fumble crumble
In a 400 acre metal jungle
Rats snakes and apes
Fighting over
Kicks and plates
Showers ain't safe
Wit bathing apes
Razors to the face
sh** is real
3 Skimp meals
No More scrimp meals
n***as praying for appeals
Lock my body
Can't trap my mind
Rem sleep
Is the only time
That I free my mind
(Hook x2)
Nightmares of a lonely cell
Judge remanded you
And you Can't make bail
Better Knuckle up can't be frail
Cause only time can tell
The tale of your cell
(Verse 2)
Days go by
Hopes rise
Staring at the sky
No drinking or getting high
Just
Reading and
Writing rhymes
Cleansing my mind
Playing spades
Working out
Pa**ing time
Keep 2 cents
To yourself
Cause n***as is dropping dimes
Rule number 1
Trust no one
Cause these dudes
Ain't where u from
Don't be dumb
So what if u was
On the bus wit him
That don't make him ya son
You shooter outside
But in here
There's no Guns
Rule number 2
Watch how you move
You don't talk to n***as
But they still clocking you
So Watch them n***as
Who be watching you
Cause know they
Be thinking b smoking you
Rule number 3
Last but not least
Make sure your
Lawyer Elite
And not cheap
And never go to trail
If you know you can't beat
Because it would be a long time
Before you ever see the streets
(Hook x2)
Nightmares of a lonely cell
Judge remanded you
And you Can't make bail
Better Knuckle up can't be frail
Cause only time can tell
The tale of your cell
(Verse 3)
Early morning court dates
To stand before state
Grand jury and d.A
Better have your story straight
Pray you not on tape
Cause that's a mistake
A lot of n***as make
For the tale of the tape
Some shake the dice
Hands tied
In Suit and ties
Snakes eyes
Right before their Eyes
25 to life
Lawyer drying
Mothers eyes
During last goodbye
Asking god why
You took a slice of
Devils pie
Crime pays
Sometimes
You made
Ya bed now lie
Chin up
Don't cry
Tough guys
Don't testify
Penitentiary bide
You can't run or hide
3 hour drive
Upstate ride
Wit 50 guys
So ready or not
Shackled
By my socks
Judgement
Is the key
To the freedom lock
Sitting in
The holding cell
Thinking life is real
A movie by the reel
I woke up
In bookings
Wit cold chills