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What's up mija? just thought i'd write these few lineas just to see how
You're doing. and let
You know how i'm doing here in the pinta
Sittin' here in the yarda
I do nada but wait
Staring at the barb wire at the top of the gate
Beyond that linea is mi familia and friends
Everyday i hope that this nightmare will end
Pero this shit is serio it's not a dream
I'm seeing inmates dying i'm hearing their last scream.
It's making me sick,
Surrounded by bars and three walls made of brick
I gotta sleep with a knife
I'm doing hard tiempo, cause i took a vatos life
I thought i was slick-but not slick enough,
Now i have to prove to the whole prison that i'm tough.