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Voluum Anomali P - Prisonaz Who We Are... lyrics
Verse 1 House grilled up like we behind bars Like cookies in a jar Prisonaz who we are Nobody knows just who we are Never care about us unless we become stars All the troubles it's like an endless war All the struggles we go through You can see the scars, like tattoo markings Carvings on the skin We, the victim of the system Thin line between politics and religion They catch us, they locked us, they box us in Grandma's to Mama's church on Sunday Pray, wishing for the day When we could all be free Walk freely, hip hop, hooray, hoowee Hope to be, hope to see But to me, that day will not be soon No happy endings, not the cartoons Chorus: Prisoners, dung to babies in the cribs Convicts, grew up where I live Prisoner, that is who I be So is all my niggaz lock down in GP rep * 2 Verse 2 The food in the pot in not Enough for the stomach Hungry man is angry that leads to havoc Chaos in the society, as a result of poverty Lack of employment for inner city communities From the same one who talks about unity Lack of job means lack of money And no money means no food for the family Gotta tie your belly and go to bed But instead, we could o' cock the lead But instead we chose to sell the weed But when we plant the seed And it grows to be a plant They send the police come down to cut the trees Perfect that's just what we need More criminals because of your greed You wanna be on top, be the big shot Prisoners wont drop until this shit stop Chorus: Prisoners, dung to babies in the cribs Convicts, grew up where I live Prisoner, that is who I be So is all my niggaz lock down in GP rep * 2 Verse 3 Penitentiary, that's where they locking us Every day harassment from cops, and they arresting us What about the guilty un accused Abused by fools, choose the life that is choosed Walking around with tools Terrorize the innocent seems to be the rules Motto, they go by, lie do or die While the innocent becomes prisoners like you and I My, we work sweat and blood from young to grown To live in a small box and call it home Only Kings live in Palace and wears a crown, we clown That's why they try to keep us down The ghetto like my rap, cause I rap for them But you see I'm a prisoner just like them Families and friends Hard pain and sufferings Visa get denied, no way out o' da system We all one day hope for better Fishes don't stay on the hook forever We walk around with clothes with no numbers But accept the fact that we are still prisonaz Chorus: Prisoners, dung to babies in the cribs Convicts, grew up where I live Prisoner, that is who I be So is all my niggaz lock down in GP rep * 3 |
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