Hands Of A Dead Man

Verse-1

As they shackled and chained me for a murder case
Out the hood on my way to CYA
And from CYA to the Pembrooke
If they find the murder weapon I get 10 more
But just like a g I remained calm
No witnesses a few more weeks I'll be going home
But as the fking police car drove off g
I started thinking about my motherfking family
About the dope game must of been the wrong move
I still here my pops saying nigg* stay in school
But once you shackled and chained ain't no turning back
You get in front of the judge nigg* you can tell your facts
I fell asleep in the back of the cop car
Woke up ?? bout a mothafking phone call
And as they booked me I had a mouthful of crack
And when I s**t tonight b*tch I'm gone get it back
I must be daydreaming I'm thinking about my b*tch
Til this motherfker woke me up and cough quick
And as they checked me b*tt naked and balls dangling
With 50 other motherfkers in the shower saying

Yo man check this out
You gotta sleep with one eye open and one eye closed fool
This your first time in jail nigg* gone need some friends
By the way youngster what's your name

Verse-2

You can call me killer on the streets its the dopeman
And like Scarface you gotta let your nuts hang
I put my glock up to a fool don't move g
See in 94 suckers catching lugies
But ain't nobody tripping on the black man
You either learn to dope deal or you
See in the ghetto a life don't mean s**t
And most blacks they don't know about politics
And once you marked for death than your as* is smoked
Cause dying young in the ghetto
ing that can get you 40 to life
So choose your casket red, blue or white
And once you gone ain't no motherfking coming back
The way you live is the way you gone die black
Glocks pulled on this sucker for selling dope
nigg* owe me money so you know he gotta go
fking with my stash I'm gone kick that ass
Spend 17 rounds as they stuff him in a bodybag
Even though I know I'm living fking ignorant
I guess that's the s**t that got me in the pen
But since I'm in, I guess I got to hold my ground
Make a second case so motherfkers ?? down
Hit the weights on a motherfking daily basis
And keep my mouth closed and always remember faces
Cause once you in jail you ain't nothing but a number black
You never know when the fker going to call you back
I'd rather sleep in some motherfking quick sand
They killed my celly have you ever held the hands of a dead man

(Chorus x4)
Have you ever held the hand of a dead man