Lamonte Jackson - 20 Years of Slavery lyrics

[verse 1: Prince Sela**ie] Throw the dirt on my body with shovels But I've been even deeper and always back recovered Not Eminem so rehab time ain't occur to me The way a n***a raised told me work will break me free So I rest after my d**h keep watching when ya'll go to sleep Nightwatch, I cut the wrist and got a whole street bleed My own face covered with the bloody Jason mask I try to run from myself Catch my legs stucked in some sand Hold up a minute, am I really scared? 2 different voices scream loud - Thor throwing hammer in my head Fight till the end with a sledgehammer in my hand Or feed them back when its cold with his own brains on the plate Mysterio with his tricks got ya mind blacked, Spider Man And whites of my eyes make you think im cursed with a hell's flame Got you like Mary Jane I controlling your brain Try to split from my demons 'fore I end up the slave [Chorus: Prince Sela**ie] I starving, so I got to raise the stakes Spit it out if its funny, walking on the rain, uh 20 years of slavery seems like won't never end But now I hold my life strong and control it by myself I run from demons, battle evil on their land Crying far on the island, niddles k**ing n***as pain But I realize - price is high-set so that sh** is overpayed And I rather die like a man than living like a slave, yeah [Verse 2: Prince Sela**ie] Im tired of that desolation but I don't trust no people We scare to d**h of conviction but can't handle freedom n***as destined spend their life in jail 'cos of false testimonies And ya life's gone fast like Thanksgiving cheesy macaronis I got my position strong like young Huey Freeman But it seems we fight for something ain't allowed to seeing How many muthaf**az going to chill with premature d**h Thin pale b**h in a hoody black drag you away So we stressed Whole f**ing years under press Never carried nothing more, but affraid to having less Concentration of a zombies little where them folks forever rest Where you filling up with fear as you see some b**h in dress White dress, I go insane puffin' on the cess Soap factory in my kitchen open up at late night Eyes never closed, my name is Tyler so its time to fight I waggle with my point finger - Lucifer come up to kiss a ring And my anger on the loose, call it freedom if you will... [Chorus: Prince Sela**ie] [Outro: Prince Sela**ie] Yeah.. we fall to another form of slavery.. Hahaha but sh** ain't never... do nothing to me Straight from the depth of a muthaf**in' planet That n***a that came straight from the muthaf**in' season of the sickness!