Body Count - Dead Man Walking lyrics

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Body Count - Dead Man Walking lyrics

I don't remember my mama, dad sold crack all night. My life was f**ed from the jumpstreet, now this kite I write. Never had half a f**in chance, my whole trial I was broke. Circumstantial that's bullsh**, my defense was a joke! (You go in a motherf**in courtroom, with a f**in public defender - the public defender works with the f**in D. A.! Motherf**ers ain't got no chance, you ain't got no money you're f**ed, you're f**ed!) Now this cell is my residence, my address is The Row. 24 hour lock down, when they'll k** 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 f**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 motherf**in boys, where's my b**h? She won't even accept my f**in phone calls! Yo, they better not let me up out this motherf**a , you this sh**'s on, f** that word!) I get visits from doctors, an*lyzing the ill. Families pray for my d**h now, vengeance lays for the k**. (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 motherf**er. I feel like bustin your motherf**in... no, let me go... I'm gonna k** everyone one of you jurors. If I ever get out of here, I'm comin one by one and blow your motherf**in brains out. You motherf**ers! No, keep your motherf**in hands off! f** 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 f** god's how I think! (You can save all that religious bullsh**, stay the f** out of my cell. If that priest comes in my cell, I'm a bust him in the - I'll break your f**in neck with my bare hands, f** 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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