Krayzie Bone - Shackled Up lyrics

As I wake up in the mornin', I jump up out-a my bed Freedom is on my mind as I place this six by nine cell n***a ain't seen daylight, they got me caged like I'm runnin' wild just for tryna' feed myself Since they act like we ain't even here So I say, I've done no wrong I wanna go home now, ain't tryna listen to that The n***as I used to call, they ain't pickin' up the phone now n***as know I'm trippin' for that I miss my mama, brotha, sistas, man, I'm feelin' so alone now Wish that I could go back I guess I'm payin' the dues of a real true soldier It's so hard on the street so I packs my heat That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep I'm suited up to k** all my enemies If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me Now that I'm livin' in a cell, the tables are turned I never knew I had such a lesson to learn I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes I'm so caught up, I don't know what to do I got a letter in the mail from my girl, she let me know That I'm too thuggish for her world, so she need to let me go Plus her mama playa, hatin' sayin' datin' me is dangerous She don't think she should hang with thugs She probably better off though Run in back and tell the broad she can go, give my mama all my clothes The keys to my low, low to my brother b**h, if n***as tell me you in my sh** you will be f**ed up This sh** ain't right, lawyer say that [unverified] we got that b**h tonight He say she down to ride with young n***as like me Two strikes and I violated my probation Plus they say they get me if they ever saw my face again So I, be spendin' more time, as a thug on the line Did the crime, so I'm doin' the time It's so hard on the street, so I packs my heat That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep I'm suited up to k** all my enemies If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me Now that I'm livin' in a cell, the tables are turned I never knew I had such a lesson to learn I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes I'm so caught up, I don't know what to do Tomorrow mornin', I'm scheduled for the court room Voices in my head sayin', "n***a, what you gon' do?" No soon, I be ridin' that big blue bus Chained up with the k**as and the thugs Tossed all night in my bunk, waitin' for the judge to send me up I knew just what it was when I got cuffed That that would be the last time I would see the sun First I picture myself in jail, that vision wack Then I picture myself rollin' my Cadillac Bounce, bounce, side to side, hittin' switches Pullin' off on them b**hes, just tryna' get it But then I flash back 'cause my cell door slam Now I got to go see the man, damn, now we bailin' down the hallway n***as yellin', "Keep it real," n***a always, always It's so hard on the street so I packs my heat That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep I'm suited up to k** all my enemies If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me Now that I'm livin' in a cell, the tables are turned I never knew I had such a lesson to learn I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes I'm so caught up, I don't know what to do