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
  Nigga 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 niggas I used to call, they ain't pickin up the phone now
  Niggas 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
  
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  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 kill, 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
  Bitch, if niggas tell me you in my shit you will be fucked up
  This shit ain't right
  Lawyer say that ?? we got that bitch tonight
  He say she down to ride, with young niggas 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
  
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  Tomorrow mornin, I'm scheduled for the court room
  Voices in my head sayin, "Nigga, what you gon' do?"
  No soon, I be ridin that big blue bus
  Chained up with the killas 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 bitches, 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
  Niggas yellin, "keep it real," nigga always, always
  
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